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moonshine
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An energy potluck.
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silentbob
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see? i like her, and you can like her too, and you can make out with her, and i'll jus tlike her. yeah, thats ok.
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kyla
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A Tardy Retribution is not a Just Retribution but a Premise for Premeditation. Or, The achievability of justice degrades with time. ?
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ovenbird
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It’s so hard to be good. All the good girls learned the art of compromise in Kindergarten. By which I mean, we learned to give the toy we wanted to play with to anyone who asked for it, because… sharing is caring. So I shared. And I kept on sharing. My body is the coveted red crayon. It would be wrong to keep it for myself. There was a paper wrapper once, with my name on it: watermelon, salmon, maroon, brick. I can’t remember which. I’m worn down to nothing, but someone needs me to draw a slash of a smile across their flushed face. So I share myself to smithereens. Then I share some more.
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what's it to you?
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