The time trap

I swim in them so those pictures from a minute ago or a thousand years ago are still stowed in the album…

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Floats on Friday

It’s no good being squeamish about squelching as your eyes open on sweat filled sockets, drying myself I am crying, the heat at this time of the day is awfully trying, did you notice how I didn’t fukin swear about the heat? and so good for the diet I lost four pints of water you…

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