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what set him off balance. again in the hallway. standing taller today, working hard. holding it longer. lost control again. shame on us, me and the little prince. someoene here has a straight blade. we could all use more water. i could use a trip to the plantarium. get in touch with our solar system. ran up and smacked me in the forehead, i still didnt know it. better now? knotting me up. had way too much anxiety. shot up like lightning. are you really doing that? be somebody!
bubs-['some what? cum shots walk through a door. walk through a whore, sore and all the more, bore to the core.']
destiny-[''rolling the dice? the dice of life? what does it mean? is it all so mean? is this for real? is it all real? are we all really here? is it all just that queer?! this is such shit! make a song of it! like joy division, make a song of this division!'']
i fucking hate when people write in my journal. because they write very large. and they write things i want to burn and stab them for writing in general. i think this is important to mention.
bubs-['some what? cum shots walk through a door. walk through a whore, sore and all the more, bore to the core.']
destiny-[''rolling the dice? the dice of life? what does it mean? is it all so mean? is this for real? is it all real? are we all really here? is it all just that queer?! this is such shit! make a song of it! like joy division, make a song of this division!'']
i fucking hate when people write in my journal. because they write very large. and they write things i want to burn and stab them for writing in general. i think this is important to mention.