

The Last Journey Of An AnorexiThe Last Journey Of An AnorexicThe Last Journey Of An Anorexi
Truffles float like jellyfish helmets
Forming a skin over the waves of a chocolate dessert,
Picturesque loneliness; Fighting for a part. Wicker baskets caked in apple pie covered in flies Their last meal before a trip to Paris (We died before we had a chance to finish)
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Det är inte hur man har det, det är hur man tar det.
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...It looks like someone could use an Umbrella...
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You're standing in my doorway seven cities ago, The days are racing, but you come back too slow. You're the finest thing I've ever done. The hurricane I can't outrun. I could wait around for the dust to still, But I don't believe it ever will.
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lepiej grzeszyć i żałować, niż żałować że się nie grzeszyło.
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Not a day goes by when I don't feel this burn.
There's a point we pass from which we can't return.
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One of Franz Kafka's women.
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