I am broken. I broke.
Another time.
I am offended. I dont know how to mend this offence.
I am not home. Call me.
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- There are two sides to every coin.
- Love is...
- Snatch.
- synecdoche
- wind cries mary
- Pinchas Zukkerman
- Mozart, Beethoven, Hummel, and Tansman
- level, shakers, ciroc, belvedere, three olives, sm...
- deletion
- In search of...
- Snatch.
- breaking point
- gratitude
- a momentary lapse in reason.
- bertha, why do you do this to me?
- quasi...
- A title just doesnt seem fitting.
- thats all I wanted.
- 100 days of solitude.
- she was very nice...
- A bird might poop on you...
- battery low.
- I love you all
- kerplunk
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