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Written by esoteric
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Monday, 25 January 2010 |
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i see you: high up on that pedestal, perfect and charming and perfect and golden. get down here for a second, please. let them stomp on you, and turn your dreams to ash. I hate you. (sometimes) (i hate you.
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Last Updated ( Tuesday, 26 January 2010 )
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