sangxanta (sangxanta) wrote,

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My pants are cotton candy colored and ripply with the wind. I like how my legs show when I walk and it is cool inside and I don't have to pull them down to pee.

My plants are dying. They know it is time to be outside and they are sad. They want the sunshine not through the window and the real rain.

I want to concentrate on my own. I want to not hurt on my own too. It sounds kind of simple like that. But I think it is not simple, not at all.

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