WE BURNED OUR HEARTBREAK IN THE DEEPEST PITS OF OUR SOULS AND DRANK CHERRY WINE FROM OUR CUPPED PALMS.
WE CARED FOR NOTHING BUT ONE ANOTHER, AND SUDDENLY THE UNIVERSE IN MY MIND WAS AT PEACE.
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Academy Of American Bullshit
PoetryCollection of poetry, parts of short stories, and the occasional rant written by an artist who is angrier than she'd like to admit.
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WE BURNED OUR HEARTBREAK IN THE DEEPEST PITS OF OUR SOULS AND DRANK CHERRY WINE FROM OUR CUPPED PALMS.
WE CARED FOR NOTHING BUT ONE ANOTHER, AND SUDDENLY THE UNIVERSE IN MY MIND WAS AT PEACE.