nothing else matters or drips from a sweaty rain sewn poncho tripping over crooked sidewalks, microphone in ear. peaking up from under the hood to ensure the person that found you under pounds of weight that you are ok that you will be okay. everything happens for a reason and leetin us flow loos flipping esashaells on the beach to hold our teeth in our mouth and feel steressed out is a fucking blessing you ccan love the money but its gonna run out. i ran out of a flat gasping belly into the next cloud world 3 dash 4 one walking and moving as it happens, not before predicting or resting your tenses on someone else ina love game hope that someone you beat this game with will love you. but it never happens you end up draggint you're feet at the sight of your love. you feel
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why do you do ?
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do you do?
http://soundcloud.com/ian-johnson/jamie-xx-essential-mix-8-27
i cheated
my self
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Sunday, June 24, 2012
now that i have this
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