I want to vomit thoughts all over my keyboard.
I've eaten so little this week.
Also, it's never gotten to the night before the first day of school where I don't know what I'm going to wear.
(we were a stroke of luck...we were a gold mine; they gutted us.
from the sidelines you see me run until i'm out of breath
living the good life, i left for dead the
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