hardstuck10th
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that reminds me i gotta delete my message on daily quotes shittttttguys can we do a quote battle ok
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that reminds me i gotta delete my message on daily quotes shittttttguys can we do a quote battle ok
wait shit i actually don't know my quotesu just say like all the quotes associated with the poem without LOOKING AT UR NOTES!!!!
i have measured out my life in coffee spoonsthe women come and go talking of michaelangelo
and burnt out ends of smoky dayssmells of steaks gusty shower wraps and vacant lots
just do what you can. don't put too much pressure on yourself. evven if you don't get nearly as much done as you wanted to be prepared for tomorrow, it just means youhave to do less work before the hscGuys my mum said I can’t go out rn and I started crying now what do I do
Yeah man idc about my exam I’m rhinking about my acai rnjust do what you can. don't put too much pressure on yourself. evven if you don't get nearly as much done as you wanted to be prepared for tomorrow, it just means youhave to do less work before the hsc
I grow old ... I grow old ...Guys my mum said I can’t go out rn and I started crying now what do I do
Hello I don’t know what this rhyme means and idc I’m done w English I’m sick of itI grow old ... I grow old ...
I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled.
I love rhapsody the only quotes ik manthe street held in a lunar synthesis/whispering lunar incantations/dissolve the floors of memories
the street lamp said regard that woman
the memory throws up... a twisted branch... as if the world gave up/... its skeleton,/ stiff...
regard the moon,/ la lune ne garde aucune rancune
mount.../put your shoes at the door, sleep, prepare for life/the last twist of the knife
ik i said i was gonna f off but i think you're not as cooked as you think if you remember all thatthe street held in a lunar synthesis/whispering lunar incantations/dissolve the floors of memories
the street lamp said regard that woman
the memory throws up... a twisted branch... as if the world gave up/... its skeleton,/ stiff...
regard the moon,/ la lune ne garde aucune rancune
mount.../put your shoes at the door, sleep, prepare for life/the last twist of the knife
