DEAF + DUMB + DONE
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twelve february
nine : oh-two p.m.
i like that she is not here. that i can turn on the music and sing along and not have to worry about anything.
"like snow..like gold."
i don't have any new thoughts. ever.
music : bright eyes; denalil; death cab for cutie
literature : rolling stone
fixation : selfishness