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6 days ago
Futility Can’t escape the ceaseless, broiling dark that creeps, slithers, invades, infects me with knowing. Penny a shoe to throw, catch, bruise me on the head, mocking, every effort to belong a futile tapping on the window, begging let me in,... https://t.co/YngE0yy4xz
1 week ago
Just because we're gay doesn't mean we always choose icons well. https://t.co/c88PVCgmkj ndrewHinkinson photo

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