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i'm feeling jacksonville. st. mary's really. ocean. salt. in the air.
i want to run to burn things off.
my heart is racing. tingling in my forearms. the screen is bright enough to be alluring but i los my esentence because i'm so fucused on typing things out correctly. when am i jus going to let go/? not there.
i am not to be tamed
don't comprimise me
i will hate you
eat you alive.
it brews
sitrs
firey
odd. i think i am cold now
i want to run to burn things off.
my heart is racing. tingling in my forearms. the screen is bright enough to be alluring but i los my esentence because i'm so fucused on typing things out correctly. when am i jus going to let go/? not there.
i am not to be tamed
don't comprimise me
i will hate you
eat you alive.
it brews
sitrs
firey
odd. i think i am cold now