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Showing posts with label Hipster. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hipster. Show all posts

cigarettes & diamonds

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I never wanted to be a sinner, but I never fit like a saint. My edges are hard like rock and cold like ice that never melts. I hear t...
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bedroom eyes

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He's playing with my fears. He's got hands full of money, paying taxes on his compliments, and charging 100% of my interest...
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music class

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Hard eyes cross-cutting the room,  raising the temperature of your blood with every measure of Bon Jovi  when all you can see is his gh...
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october eyes, 2013.

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you always did have october eyes. somber eyes, careful eyes, plan-brewing eyes. you shut your cage around me with a kiss that s...
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preparing for hipster-ism

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To go from my current state and delve into ultimate hipterism, I sacrificed an entire day of work to prepare.  Bear with me. (a) Last ...
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