

Rhyming grottoconfusing head spins have a hold on my days its nothing that i can do, its nothing that i can say. thinking about specificness from morning til dusk i want to scream til i just become a husk.Rhyming grotto
imagining scenarios in which happiness is obtained stay inside my mind where nothing shall be gained. infuriating to replay the memories of what could have been never saying the right things; what i really mean.
feeling pangs of hunger from a constant loneliness sometimes i wonder how i got into a mess. what i try to express always comes out jumbled though most believe its me
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he Åri∫;; \\you're so pretty, can i kill you?
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: "Shut Up & Pose" :
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he Åri∫;; \\you're so pretty, can i kill you?
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Namida iro.
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he Åri∫;; \\you're so pretty, can i kill you?
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Keep Left and be considerate.
^.^ i quite like your work, its great!
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he Åri∫;; \\you're so pretty, can i kill you?
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