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becoming_my_father
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squint
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and alcohol consumes me rather than I consume it. my stagger leans and tilts against attic walls and the hum of confused witness take over all the noise which my life welcomes. I become my father and my father becomes his and we are so happy in our worlds so empty within.
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squint
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hehehehehahahaha I have no reccollection of writing this.
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freakizh
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i wish i could avoid that. but it has started already. i pick my nose like him.
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020731
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sirflaccid
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I saw this at random and found no reason to post. In some weird way it is releaving. In another it is scary. I look back and think. I made it this far. A lot of what he is, was already done.
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050201
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stork daddy
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i guess in the sense that i'm dying.
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050202
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pSyche
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didn't I tell you not to play with time?! now look at the mess you've made!
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050303
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what's it to you?
who
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blather
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