Even the best fall down sometimes.

You are a poem with feet

[theoptia]

Simone de Beauvoir, from Diary of a Philosophy Student: Volume 1, 1926-1927; September 14th, 1926

Text ID: I do not even know what my face looks like in the mind of those who think of me. For others, what am I?

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[cotdeath-blog-blog]

[vanished]

[coolled]

[compulsive]

[kissedbythevoid]

[love-personal]

[imposer]

[eb0shi]

[la-m0rt]

[thnkfilm]

[8-bitfiction]

[tamper]

[perrfectly]

[phreshouttarunway]

[neckkiss]

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