in the yard after classes,
he came and broke your glasses.
bloodthirsty
Dear Jonas,
it was quiet when you went,
just the coo of
Favorite Excuse
Oh please rub your tongue against your teeth sharpen
Hindsight
My "is" got turned into "was" again and "are followed
Kindred Spirit:
Well the poor soak in woe in their broken
Annie, try and get some sleep, love.
your eyes look so
well our heart raced and the beats syncopate.
and our audible
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