w h o
b l a t h e s
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napkin_​wipe_​up
sweet_​euphoria
the_​greatest_​thing_​to_​do
printing_​blather
the_​king_​of_​elflands_​daughter
dont_​worry_​about_​the_​gnomes
the_​tear_​that_​dropped
immaturity
i_​went_​heavy_​into_​love
to_​boy
ask_​doar
lost_​in_​the_​moon
scenester_​bitches
swallow_​the_​bullet
starbucks_​giving_​free_​coffee_​to_​the_​homeless
rhin_​and_​doar_​are_​one
come_​one_​come_​all
it's_​early
getting_​old
what_​would_​you_​do_​if_​you_​werent_​afraid
2015_​blather_​role_​call
rounded
talking_​with_​my_​father
she_​said_​to
blather_​card_​exchange
my_​phone_​number
at_​this_​moment
heartfelt
blather_​roll_​call_​2014
friends_​forever
i'll_​call_​you_​later
evil_​eyed_​breath_​stealer
transformed
your_​response
syncopation
i_​have_​love_​within_​me
i_​nuzzle
lazy_​dancer
its_​pouring_​again
burnt_​out_​stars
how_​do_​we
you_​are_​my_​favorite_​drug
i_​want_​to_​spread_​your
listen_​to_​one_​song
the_​godless_​arts
unfold_​simple
sold_​your_​soul
cinnamon
you_​learn_​in_​the_​dark
the_​writing
if_​i_​could_​walk_​away_​from_​me
you_​don't_​hide_​well
tired_​of_​being_​tried
friday_​night
george_​carlin
misery_​is_​just_​chord
not_​tonight
how_​old_​are_​you
this_​soul_​of_​endless_​boundaries
cello_​suites
and_​sketches_​that_​are_​blue
the_​typing_​and_​deleting
love_​are_​you_​there
there_​is_​stalk_​ergo_​confusion
pandoras_​box
lovely
happy_​_​skites
dangerous_​muse
sacre_​bleu
Death of a F
D to the Or
Too Many Questions