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you look so sad…
let me sell it back to you…
cheap.
because you look so candid.
so priviliged-white-girl-chic.
ugly fucking automatic regression magnet.
magazine perfect, soaking in accelerant.
your world is nothing but salt.
dried up oceans and carcass peppered deserts.
sand speaking tongues, wind whipping, kissing refugee cheeks.
the fallout was great.
thank you for that.
