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the random thoughts that seem to come out of nowhere scare me the most. like i was closing the window with the picture of the man walking thru a puddle of blood and i was thinking about his shoes. what the fuck. the other night i was fucked up and thinking about formaldehyde (spelling?) while cooking something in the microwave and i had to stop
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