perfection can never survive

[hxgsnxtdrxgs]

"On my way home I pass a bodega, whose awning shelters row upon row of bright flowers from the Februrary drizzle. I carefully pick out two dozen magnificent white roses for only $8 and carry them home like it's Valentines Day. But theyre just for me. I rummage for the vase that came with the flowers Nancy gave me when I came home from electroshock

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[upontopofme]

guess who

[hxgsnxtdrxgs]

o.O is that my soul ringing?

[upontopofme]

*ring RING*