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Shar
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Our walls are barren. There are piles of Coke cans near the sink. The fridge is cluttered with expired condiments. But I love coming home after classes. My roommates and I bond over crappy late-night movies, obscure indie bands, and cold plates of Pokemon-shaped macaroni and cheese. I sure will miss it when I leave.
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we lived in 311. outside our window was a huge wood fence. like, three feet away from my window so when i looked outside all i saw was the wall holding me in.
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001026
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Barrett
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The best part is, No Fuck'n Yard Work!
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001026
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rose
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Drew comes online and tells me, you're staying in town next year. You're not going away to college. I ask him why, and he says, because you're going to live with me. We're getting an apartment. And it sounds so good I am tempted to turn down Harvard.
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030115
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only gray Wolves
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yeah but you can't have pigs or dogs i don't think i care to see the apartment this time but i think i will skip harvard also because my mind is rotten with disease and decay i might be gone but maybe midnite if i'm up 4 a byte
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june
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my friend seems to have had a problem the other night with two males pounding on her door saying they might break in i didn't find out until 5 minutes ago and it seems she was scared i used to live with her in the same apartment but recently i moved and i am afraid maybe it wasn't for her i wonder if Scotty Wot ever received all the mail a girl sent him and the one containing the new address number it isn't far but still i don't know who is messing with these letters and scattering information in bits and pieces to various unknown people they keep messing everything up
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Colonel Sanders
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festering puke green shag carpet, moldy refridgerator, broken glass ground in, bad wiring, its a piece of shit but its all i got (or did) till i move to Cedar Rapids, Iowa
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nom
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go clean
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jordie
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I've seen so many. Most through the haze of smoke and alcohol. My favorite was the one downtown. I remember he was having a party - it was summer for the college kids. But I was still in school. High school girl. There were vintage posters on the walls, a keg in the small tile kitchen. They had a bar with these stools with band logos on the seats. Smoke lifted in elegant curls to the ceiling. He was there. The one I wasn't supposed to see. But it was one of the best memories I have. When I woke up I was next to him. Smoke lingering in my hair. It was early and I liked the paintings in his bedroom. I miss that time.
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violet strangt
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i am still waiting for that apartment with the walls reverberating comfort and inviting vintage chairs with a cat and maybe a human maybe college maybe never
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megan
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i made pillows for my room i really like pillows and this was a cheap way to decorate
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060729
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what's it to you?
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