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Im gonna try drawing Dorzo with painfully bright colors. Hope it will turn out okay.
You think you can hurt me? I voluntarily read Javey angst in my free time.
I’ve wished on every star, but nothing has come true. I’ve wished for you every 11:11, but yet you’re still just as out of reach as before. I’ve wished on every eye lash and every dandelion, but yet you’re still one thousand miles away. And I’m still right here. Alone, withering away with the last weed I wished upon.
I’d call them flowers, but they’re damned