May 2018
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My Prescription (Dresses That I Hate)
May 10, 2018
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You wear the dresses that I hate. I think I made a mistake. Need to sleep in daylight more. I think I need to take
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The Sorrow
May 24, 2018
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Where have you gone, have you left for the rapture? A sinking feeling, you might be gone. Circumstance, in a world that is ending. A
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There Is A Light. There Is A Fire.
May 30, 2018
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Long ago. Before the end. There was man. Up until, the very wheel, keeps turning. Wait inside, till the ride, Of the storm passes. I