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dear slutty gangster girl in all of my classes,
please stop wearing low-cut shirts so far down that your stretch-mark boobs hang out for everyone to see.. it's really not a pleasant sight and i think it would make the world a better place if you just kept those babies out of sight. k thnx

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& i grew up on alcoholic evenings and slow jazz music to keep my heart beating because after all that happens in a dissolving family, the need for a song to sing me to sleep still rings true. & i always knew that there wasn't glue strong enough to sew these roots together & now that i've wasted too many years and i've lost track of where i started ( Read more... )

i used to hate hearing the beating of my heart, but last night i learned to love it. i fell asleep to it. i thanked you for each pump.. i thanked you for keeping me alive.. you keep me alive..alive..alive! .i thank you.. &you&you&you!!

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