Oh, the kind of angel I’m on the side of / Won’t ever try to hide from the terrible responsibilities of love! — Kenneth Patchen
xxx/xxx: I THOUGHT EVERYTHING WAS GOING TO BE OKAY FROM NOW ONThe surgeon's saw: all the livelong night. I lay coins on my eyes. Eh? What dream?
YAY THIRTY. do we get a parade?
no.you get nothing.ever.
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