| gut_feeling | ||
| misstree |
i curse it hate it rarely listen to it always hear it it's always right especially when it says what i don't want to hear |
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| misstree |
if you're wrong about this i'm committing sepuku i had to say goodbye again |
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| z | devo | 060724 |
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| Death of a Rose |
since this started, this sated belly, it has been apparent that my guts inhabit another dimension, they dwell until I can reclaim them, rotting in solitude. I greet them, as if they are lost. I embrace them in another world. my_guts always tell me that the price of this life is to believe in the phrases that make you weep. This_is_the_cost of_my_soul. |
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