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oh god, lentils sound good. if it weren't becoming unbearably hot-i really miss the breeze from biscayne bay- i'd try and make lentil soup somehow.
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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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