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HeyImScott
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10 Aug Hey, I’m Scott.

…but my friends, they call me Percy Punctual. The geek out and run with it, and proceed to kill it. Alliteration, apparently, is the funniest thing in the world. (clears throat) It’s not.

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Vow
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10 Jul Vow

I trust that you seduced my privacy I cannot trust myself It was a combination of God And chess pieces We don’t know anything And we call it quits – carefully, carefully The door, His body The door The door   An echo of “goddamn”…

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ingres_odalisque
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17 Mar Trapped

This rope of sadness creeps around my heart, strangling it. I pass by the brown house near my school. I’m inside it, reminiscing with a friend about the simpler the days I so desire. And there I stay, talking on loop forever. I’m trapped. As…

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