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the year all of the pets you met as a teenager started dying



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mantra says...



a place for my archaic bones & bathroom-etched promises
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“Sorry about the blood in your mouth. I wish it was mine. I couldn't get the boy to kill me, but I wore his jacket for the longest time.”
— Richard Siken