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when we dressed up with fake pearls and bows, the ghosts were whispering to us, "let it go. you make no sense." and we laughed and laughed. but there was never any way to tell why. or what for. and i made no sense. as i make no sense. we never dressed in fake pearls. or bows. i'm not that kind of girl. so, what have i let go?
round.
i wish i were still drunk.
and it was 1999.
i was so cool then.
round.
i wish i were still drunk.
and it was 1999.
i was so cool then.