UAA, UAG, UGA
- Emma Brooke
- Mar 17
- 1 min read
Every time the meteorologist predicts storm clouds with a high chance of hail filled lies and arguments
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A synthesized collection of science and poetry
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Every time the meteorologist predicts storm clouds with a high chance of hail filled lies and arguments
Location not found, last seen in his bed. His location not found, last seen in someone else's bed.
I inject 300 mg of medication into my thigh every 14 days, which hurts less than whatever you're doing to me. Sometimes I mess up and hit...
Your slutty little glasses Making me want you Lingering stares between us
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