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you didn't remember his name,you didn't really care, but,
he wanted to tell it to you a hundred and fifty times because he was really
hoping you'd fold
it into your back pocket like an old bus ticket and he didn't mind
if it
got all torn up and you couldn't quite read what it said you just needed to be able to make out
the tremble of his voice over a pay phone telling you he needs a ride
home--
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choppy/crap poem because im really not feeling ok and i just needed to vent.
im so sorry, i know i know its really bad. ill probably scrap this thing later..
when i tried coding for font it did this weird looking thing and only impacted certain words. i was too tired to fix it so i left it alone.
stay safe...
im so sorry, i know i know its really bad. ill probably scrap this thing later..
when i tried coding for font it did this weird looking thing and only impacted certain words. i was too tired to fix it so i left it alone.
stay safe...
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this never fails to make me smile. it's sweet. i love the visual aspect, even if it's unintentional, and something about this just makes me feel warm inside??? idk you are actually a goddess take it from me i'd know lmao