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I wonder what our feelings look like.

I think maybe God gave us a bone structure to hide how ugly our insides are
and I don't mean the organs.

Maybe we just lack insides.
So tired, we're never fucking rested.
Somehow I doubt sleep is the solution though
I think we're internally exhausted.
Blank, thirsty, deprived.

Going to a private island in the south next weekend to cater a party for some of the richest people on the east side of the country.

old southern money, lovez it!

it's almost my birthday!

I've found my calling:

STOCK MARKET

I don't even have to leave my bed.
lovezit

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In and out of love and life I'll fall and run away
On and on and on and on...

do me well stock market!!

or at least a couple thou