May 2011
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everything might not go according to plan but...
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good morning shineshine
i’d rather much talk of you today than this bedlam within my vicinity right now. you used to be my breakfast, not too sweet, like a refreshing mist of sunlight.
it wasn’t too long ago but now it can’t be found. there’s always that hint of bitterness in my breakfast nowadays whenever i eat alone.
i remember you vaguely, like a hazy winter afternoon. painfuly cold, but i think that is just my...
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best purikura buddy :)
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Watchouttakes after the jump
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it's pouring spaghetti
noodle brain tangles every which way it goes.
soaked and drenched, we swim.
boulders of meatballs rolled down,
we roll, we roll, we roll.
we eat spaghetti, we sing spaghetti songs until we’re full.
and there’s this secret to spaghetti that i long to tell you,
yet it’s too late now.
too late for sharing spaghetti, you and me.
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