Thank You

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the mountains around my eyes set on fire before i could even swallow my own spit. i was born a boy with many opinions and now i'm a girl who doesn't really care about anything. this beautiful thing happens every day it's called the sun, it's called my blood, and it's the only thing making us want to be alive. i'm really grateful for the people i've met but that won't make me die any less.. ..,. .. . ,, ..
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a mound of dust that light somehow seeps through and creates you
thank you

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from The Birds Outside Sang, released January 29, 2016

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