DEAF + DUMB + DONE
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twenty-eight april
eleven : fifty-two p.m.
he's growing up.
"that's one of the things i don't like."
"what, prejudgment?"
"eh, i guess..i guess what i don't like is is that nothing can be permanent."
music : "you won't be seeing me again" by piebald
literature : nothing
fixation : friday; blankets