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Spring. The season of growth, the season of new
Things I could accomplish, failures not an option,
11 years 11 months ago
Fuck.
Suck.
Rage and run.
Blow your brains out
with self-love.
Don’t be like me.
11 years 11 months ago
(poems go here) you see this and that
here's way its at
don't just chat
move like a rat
11 years 11 months ago
(poems go here) you see this and that
here's way its at
don't just chat
move like a rat
11 years 11 months ago