i just want to lock myself up in my room and read sad poetry in oversized sweatshirts while i live off stuffed crust pizza and scream at bands through my computer screen all day every day alone all by myself with nothing else but ashton irwins laugh blasting into my ears on a mixtape on auto replay 

rankings ;;
cancer - 64 in poetry , 143 in short story
poetry ; s.p - 193 in poetry
                                    
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