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Oct 13, 2015 21:34

How long until I can drain you out of me?
Until I no longer want to buy necklaces that match your interests, as if they were mine.
Until I don't see every job, every meme, every dream as a possible way to connect back to you.

These rippings. It feels like they never end. One just melds into the other.
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