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Fuck LoveMy leg hurts, and its not even the leg that I smashed on the hard wood floor this morning, while jumping out of bed to stop you from leaving. Maybe this is my memoir of you, my last hurtful memory to think of you by. They always did say that love hurts.Fuck Love
Behind my pretty smile, there's a thick film coating my teeth; and I cant help but run my tongue over it to see if it tastes like you. I’m not sure if it does or not, ‘cause my taste buds become extinct after I open a bottle of tequila, and half of it is gone. Slurred words and teary eyed expressions are all that is left of me.
And I'm sure that you think it’s not you
Your gallery is coming along nice, I love 'lonley motel rooms' - great atmosphere!
xx
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I'm quite new as well, so I'd thought I'd stop in and say hi.
I like your featured photo quite a bit, so get some more up there, I'd like to see them!
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"So, what'll we do with ourselves
this afternoon, and the day after that,
and for the next
thirty years?"
-The Great Gatsby
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A word to the wise ain't necessary, it's the stupid ones that need the advice.
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