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i. oh!
um.. it was mostly little things like "drinking iron wine" and "and here was when i realized he was a damn son of a bitch" and really random fragments i just pieced together from things i saw walking around.
i haven't, either. on tuesday night i'm taking my little brother around with a few neighbors. but no parties.
concert? ooh.
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fuck i'm frustrated, freaking out something fierce, would you help me? i'm hungry and i stuffer and i startle, i struggle and i stammer til i'm up to my ears in miserable quote unquote "art"
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