it's the complications that tie my mind into knots. i can't connect purpose with reason. show me. give me proof. blow my mind.
disregard my saying that last month.. not that you can read it anyway
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michelle and camille
like my cameraphone
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you can't make me go outside
the trees are vicious
the winds speak lies
arms of summer warn "rain tonight"
on horseback through it
i coughed to stay alive
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