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:diary:livejournal:fossils:
Dull gray, on the verge of purple. It's back behind my neck.
Cry me a river, crocodile.
A monkey, hehe, on my back.
A sock puppet; your hand, doofus.
Ahead of me, orange tries to peek through white, and by the time it does, it's already red. Pentagons vibrate.
And pretty flowers 9.9