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I want a body that can sing jazz

on Mar 17, 2018Sep 2, 2018

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Maybe: Photographer. Writer. Translator. Noone. Alien. Allovertheplace.
may write in many languages(with lots of typos)

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Should really remind myself more often that trying to talk to (argue with, mostly) idiots is always a waste of time because when they realise that you're trying to use reason again them, they fall back on pretty insults and it never anything more than a waste of time.
Can we turn off the summer yet?🥺
Me: I need to write. I need to write. So many things to write. It's so important that I write when I can. I shouldn't be wasting any more time... I need to wtite.
Put some frozen mango slices into your iced tea.
The empty temporary Olympic stands people still built.
A random hair picture for no other reason than to say that I'm being assaulted by a very random and very acute craving for some pina colada.

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Should really remind myself more often that trying to talk to (argue with, mostly) idiots is always a waste of time because when they realise that you're trying to use reason again them, they fall back on pretty insults and it never anything more than a waste of time.
Can we turn off the summer yet?🥺
Me: I need to write. I need to write. So many things to write. It's so important that I write when I can. I shouldn't be wasting any more time... I need to wtite.
Put some frozen mango slices into your iced tea.
The empty temporary Olympic stands people still built.

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