Sunday, August 25, 2013

graveyard of deleted tweets

how to be harmless

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no i don't want the auto-belay. that way if i die my mom will have someone to blame

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make me a mix-cd and then we'll see

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commander, outer hull has been breached. personality is currently at 43%, at this rate we won't be able to hold them off

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I liked u better when u used humour as a defense mechanism

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maybe i don't need to be a writer. maybe i just need to write

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maybe if I play my cards right I could make it big as an air-conditioning auto repairman

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does this inconsolable longing call for placation or temperance - do i want for it to last or to end?

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skin type: pimply / all this indo mee and sleep deprivation is doing wonders for my complexion

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Turquoise girl sprawled out
on grass; you are summer's eve -
you have come at last

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A talent for getting to know inconsequential people / it gets sad to be in New York for too long, esp. alone

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What catastrophe has befallen you now

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so this is what correspondence feels like

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Rewriting wrongs

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A season of condensation

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