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dream journal day writingDreamt of queens last night. Royal courts on bunkbeds & indoor snow storms. Dreamt of kissing best friends & watching others giving birth. Wandered through seaside caves & signed forms. Saw mist at 6 AM, then wine stained lips & messy curls. The black truck in the front has dissapeared. The rats are dehydrated. Northampton calls. Parking was a mess. Retrieved an iced coffee from the Haymarket. Sat with Ana & Luke's guitar, playing the Yes/No game Cass introduced. He sauntered by through the mist, blooming anger & frustration that immediatly creates thatdream journal day writing
pressure in
Not now
love ur style
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love me, hate me, torture me, hit me, trick me, tickle me, bite me, tease me, please me, kill me... but what ever u do....dont ever forget me
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~scorsagra Love
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Gentleman, I wash my hands of this weirdness.
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Hip Hop Soul A Little Bit Of Punk A Little Bit Of Crunk A Little Bit Of Disco
Drum N Bass A Little Bit Of House A Little Bit Electro
Over That !
-byron-
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Poppies bleed petals of sheer excess. You and I, this sweet battleground.
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