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[17 Aug 2017|04:54pm]

zaramlarsson
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what's your favorite pizza topping? 🍕 [11 Aug 2017|12:00pm]

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[seguintp]
[ mood | customs/ims? ]
[ music | the incorrect answer is veggie @[info]sampaio ]

just used my last one percent to text you, that shit wasn't worth it. lax to jfk, i probably miss on purpose. funny how when i don't care, these feelings all resurface. 2016 was catastrophic, i deserved it. just thankful that it's over. just grateful that it's through. she got a runny nose, i don't think that it's the flu. i got a table at the nice guy. got a bottle of this ace. you and your girls drank all my liquor. and y'all ain't even say thanks. i would wish you the best, but you've already had it. you've already had it, baby. i would wish you the best but you've already, you already had it, babe

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what do you sleep to? got, music, podcasts, dog snores? [10 Aug 2017|08:04pm]

musical

[ellaoconnor]
[ mood | hw tc ah zk dl ]
[ music | who wants to be friends? ]

wait. i watched you throw out your bouquet now i think about you everyday. i'm alone now in my bed and there's a lake and at the bottom you'll find all my friends. they don't swim cause they're all dead. we never are what we intend, or invent 'cause i make little lies and then i pull them apart. think something dark's living down in my heart and if i wanted to die before i got old, i should've started some years ago digging that hole. well, i carry this box to the proper place and when i lower it down i let you fade away. i hope that you would do this for me. well, i'd serve you drugs on a silver plate if i thought it would help you get away. i hope that you would do this for me. a deer that a hunter shot in the heart, some dogs that got hit by cars, all came to spill their guts. and we spoke about the father, son, and holy ghost and which psalms we had loved the most and then we all turned to dirt and dust. some men die under the mountain just looking for gold, some die looking for a hand to hold. well, i carry this box to its proper place and when i lower it down i let you fade away. i hope that you would do this for me. well, i'd serve you drugs on a silver plate if i thought it would help you get away. i hope that you would do this for me. i stole bricks from the dam almost every day, now i'm drowning in the flood i've made. who'll explain myself to me on the other side? i'm gonna want some answers when i die.

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