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Imagine too again I’m old

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You and me.
Walking on earth.
That’s the only way I’ll listen.
Every other time you want to bring it up.
I’m not.
I’m out.
On a call.
Working out.
Finishing dishes.
In the middle of something.
I just don’t Continue reading Imagine too again I’m old

Over Coffee

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Where are they? I’m not going to bullshit with you, I’m not going to let you steer me down some fuck-alley — Where are they? Do you have any idea what I could do to you? Do you have any notion of your own safety? You think because we’re in a public place that you’re safe? Hm.

I’m going Continue reading Over Coffee