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Swimming through sick lullabies...

...Choking on your alibis

She sighed and said 'I hope I'm not forgettable'
3 November 1988
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Made by: ralphy137

'Check me out, I'm dead. Poets and art fags stay off the grass. J/K it's fine.' MD2006

My thoughts are private, but if you add me, I'll probably add you back. Unless you're lame. And not the glittery kind.

The endless game of a photographer, philosopher, and phangirl. Enter at your own risk.

There is no discrimination.
There is no disrespect.
There is no hate.
There is only a lot of sarcasm.

I'm not complicated, my intense love for Conor Oberst just makes it seem that way.

Like what you see? Maybe we should be friends. You bring the razorblades, I'll bring the party.

Thanks for stopping by. See you at the bitter end.

'If you look in the mirror and don't like what you see
You can find out firsthand what it's like to be me
So gather 'round piggies and kiss this goodbye
I'd encourage your smiles
I'll expect you won't cry'

Cyanide and Happiness, a daily webcomic
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