A broken window
A blind fool for concrete desire
My silly little perpetuity must restart
Your magic is gone for me
Vacant photos and memories
Troubled each night by your mendacity, I question myself.
Everybody's Hot Sometimes
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I've struggled since the beginning with what the litmus test was going to
be. Was I hot when boys liked me? Was I hot when someone told me I was? How
was I...
13 years ago
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