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Once upon a time I thought I could write.
I used to confuse Prozac and Proactiv but
now it's alright because I have both

i really like the word DIAPHANOUS

when one boy sang to me, I slept with him
when another boy sang to me, I gave him a dollar
I am wildly inconsistent

once I threw a penny in a well and wished I were pretty
and it came true

it's probably not healthy to fall in love with people who hate you

my boots are made of styrofoam but
there's no water to be seen

today filled me with joy and dread and guilt and shame
I dislike having so many emotions at once
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