- in Contusions.

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  • April 16, 2018, 11 p.m.
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You’re not making me miserable.
It’s the precise opposite, fool.
The lack of you is making me miserable.
But you’re too busy to see.

There’s too much noise.


Last updated May 20, 2018


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