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Something newish...Ultimately one loves one's desires and not that which is desired." Nietzsche, Beyond Good and Evil, 175. You once told me. To the colour of me-. Were you grey this morning. When you flew out of my life. The clouds were grey. And then the storm came-. I think the sky was angry. Because you'd gone away-. What colour are you now? The Thoughts of Nanushka. Preppy people make me nauseous. Its only 1am. Why isnt anyone talking to me? The queen is their *****. So I got covered in talcum powder today. Ok, so it'...
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