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KaylaHicks

  • White lines

    Started out little smoking weed 'til it's drylater needing something different, something else to trySo let me introduce myself my name is Cocainei play with your mind and mess with ...

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  • Tears full of wishes and dreams

    I lay and look up at my ceilingbecause it is the only thing i can look up totears run down my cheeks landing in my earsand each tear is filled ...

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For a short space of time I remained at the window watching the pallid lightnings that played above Mont Blanc and listening to the rushing of the Arve, which pursued its noise way beneath. The same lulling sounds acted as a lullaby to my too keen sensations; when I placed my head upon my pillow, sleep crept over me; I felt it as it came and blessed the giver of oblivion.
— Mary Shelley, Frankenstein