hiding from the rain with a cup of coffee and some borrowed headphones i dream of a life that seems lost in a cloud of smoke and a white powdered bag full of false confidence and real regret/regret of what i've lost WHO i've lost what i've done and what i've lost...over and over and over and under. sinking? soaring? flatline. IHATEYOU.IHATEYOU.
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