"If you know where to look, there are bodies buried everywhere."
A love story
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A Love Story, if told correctly, will do nothing less than ruin your heart.
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- That's What I Love
- Story
- Good
- Vacation
- I Have Got All These Things For You
- By Petal Myself As Spring
- We're Headed Out
- Scarely Smitten
- Have Ruined
- Chalked Up
- Love Poem
- Sound
- A Wider Variety
- Keep Company
- I Am Pretending To Sleep
- Highest
- Power Struggle
- It's Not Clever Lonely Or Interesting Lonely
- We Think Happened
- Looking
- False Awakening
- Seeing You
- Attention
- Actual Self Awareness
- Between Dream And Nightmare
- Magicians
- I'm Worried About Entertaining You
- Stillness
- Fears
- How Long Can You Be Hung Up On A Dial Tone?
- Down
- Into The Fog
- Parable
- Time Passive
- There's Good
- One Year Lease
- Don't Leave A Note
- For Years Now
- Same Moon
- Away
- Peers
- Misdeed
- And Counting
- Coffee Shop
- Encumber
- A Decade
- Of All The Songs Sung
- As Remembered
- Mystery Misery
- Solutions
- A Lot Tonight
- Okay,
- Please
- Poured In
- Building
- Coveted
- Sorry To Say
- i just wanted you happy
- Reach The Ending
- Half Accepted
- R
- Was I
- Know Where To Look
- Had I Thought Now
- Armored
- Twenty Two
- Abiding
- Meaning
- Understood
- Special Moment
- Groceries And Neurosis
- Gone Fishing
- I Know
- Dormant
- Exact Same
- Forward
- Is That I Turned Out
- "Everybody Is Flipping Out"
- Give Back (Or The Give Up)
- Antagonist
- Always Repeating It
- Dear Acquaintance
- Misplaced
- All My
- Else
- Rightfully
- Favorite Movies (update)
- Can't Get, But Time To Time
- On And On
- from the inside to an outline
- Besides
- Once I Believe It
- Prosaic
- Some Days Go On
- Vanity
- Night Fell
- Something About Dead Friendships
- Lush
- Low
- Apologies
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Someone - I've been having strangely mystical things happening to me in the past months. Not long ago I spoke with someone about my deep feeling of the presence of...
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asperation - you're my favorite still, twelve years later. our friendship feels almost caustic to me now as you continually show me how inappurtenant my existence has b...
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i want to - kick and gouge your calves pull your hair and slap you so hard rewind and do it again except harder destroy you rewind do it again rewind and continue becaus...
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