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Time's endless treasure is pain
Thursday, June 4, 2009
I don't plan on coming back here next summer
I hate the environment of this town.
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wasted nights
Hey
"We are old wishes that never came true*"
Borrowing this from an amazing friend
Not poetics or ways with words tonight
To whom it may concern
If you don't feel a little alone sometimes,
part deux. a few days later.
This is how our world is fucked up
I don't plan on coming back here next summer
I want bigger reasons to live for
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