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i have a lover and not much want to go out and feed myself. tom petty laments over the speakers and my back hurts, my spine imitating snakes'. i smoke a pack of 5 dollar a pack cigarettes every day, with memories of marlboro reds and the ripe age of fifteen when i was not normal. i am wearing cowboy boots and an orange scarf around my hair, scabs on my face and hands (...who neither much improve my position at all...haha) who tell the whole sob story very quietly.
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