"We lay ourselves parallel to the sky, perpendicular to tree roots. We try to battle light pollution the same may I try to battle everything beneath my ribs." - Nhixxie; n.t; nikka ursula (26) (wpg, CAN)
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mccoysm:

I’m the cunt you married. The only time you liked yourself was when you were trying to be someone this cunt might like. I’m not a quitter, I’m that cunt. I killed for you, who else can say that? You think you’d be happy with a nice Midwestern girl? No way, baby! I’m it.
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