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One small town misfit  dreamer who dreams of quitting and drifting a flustered painter my mom says, you think i dont know you, you only think temporary   yea mom, i’m a disorganized child without a piggy bank   i like the dark, it hides the dirty keep provoking, keep evolving keep telling a story keep … Continue reading

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i need… to take some art classes. i need to learn about something that actually interests me. Who am i kidding? i need to fuck a creative girl. i need new characters to play with. i need a new substance to soothe the itch. i need someone who will make me cookies and call me … Continue reading