do any of u still go here

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do any of u still go here
im back in the new york groove
I need the rainbow trout truck so bad
ladies you aren’t gonna believe this but I found a second trouck
Saw this license plate today and I'm still ugly laughing about it
i miss my friends
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the name "theresa" is so funny like. theres a what
im going to drink a $7 light beer at the zoo and become the jane goodall of leafcutter ants
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he fucking killed the other guy
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Alison Bechdel wrote this book and chose violence
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Thinking about... Grieving the undead.
You aren't dead, but you're moving 12 hours away.
You aren't dead, but you're leaving our friend group.
You aren't dead but you've moved to a different state and now we text twice a year.
You aren't dead but you blocked me.
You aren't dead but we stopped talking, not on purpose but so long ago that I wouldn't even know what to say to you now.
You aren't dead but you're a stranger to me now.
You aren't dead but we lost touch and now I don't even remember your username.
You aren't dead but I ended things with you and now we never speak.
You aren't dead but I still have to grieve you. Whether I'd change it if I could or not, you're still a presence that I'm used to and now you won't be there anymore.
And so I grieve.