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Jul 18, 2009
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Too much Traffic (I'm not listening anymore)
each thought is a car
all day it's fucking rush hour
motor away mind
all day it's fucking rush hour
motor away mind
— faerybeki, Jul 18, 2009
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Ink Dragon
17 years ago
Beki,
faerybeki
17 years ago
Nina, seems I’m capable of
Seren
17 years ago
Short sweet little rant from
faerybeki
17 years ago
Thanks Jayne, glad you liked
themoonman
17 years ago
Beki...
faerybeki
17 years ago
Thanks Richard, I suppose it
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