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it appears impossible to concrete an act of affection this decade,
blockades march in from my right.
and like any pin-too-idea -
deflated by society.
they created a wanker, a douche.
he makes my fists ache.
(so that was the reason i stopped using tumblr)
so long, star fuckers.
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Clementine: Joely?
Joel: Yeah Tangerine?
Clementine: Am I ugly?
Joel: Uh-uh.
Clementine: When I was a kid, I thought I was. I can’t believe I’m crying already. Sometimes I think people don’t understand how lonely it is to be a kid, like you don’t matter. So, I’m eight, and I have these toys, these dolls. My favorite is this ugly girl doll who I call Clementine, and I keep yelling at her, “You can’t be ugly! Be pretty!” It’s weird, like if I can transform her, I would magically change, too.
Joel: You’re pretty.
Clementine: Joely, don’t ever leave me.
Joel: You’re pretty… you’re pretty… pretty…
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