polyticks and cushion
where will it end?
where did it begin anyway?
are you getting finnicky? are you thankful for that?
what would be an appropriate activity at this point?
the great defective
the taste in my mouth
comforting blanket of thick english industrial
that point, when the telepathic k sway goes that way, peruvian cocopowder, and i don't remember being dead, yes
this is what you do with a dude whom
there's only a spoon of coco left in the can
guzhemtight
beginning to make sensational precurers
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Got no one to talk to, so I’m venting online. So, I really tried to hustle this week. Applied to five places. Even with the xanax it was har...
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