.Your gift horse has brough flies and the stench is unbearable.I'm
left with no option, but to embrace apathy
and loneliness hoping that I die, I took a train to new york city,
met a guy who I though was pretty..
tiny strands of skin could never hold a whole begging to nurse its
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