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Grace Jones: The Palace, Paris 1978

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drag race night

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why is it like this

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I’m in my early 2000s era bitches better beware

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sleeping on the couch day 5

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me if u care

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don’t forget me

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I can’t thrive in an environment that doesn’t match my energy

so I constantly am reminded that I’m not welcome

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falling out of my hands i wish nothing but to grasp onto something again

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having to depend on something im not

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i will not allow a life that depends on my anger

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i want to be this happy person but i feel like a cloud of numbness

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not feeling myself

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feeling lost again

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people are cruel but i do think about what could have been different

do you ever wonder if people still remember you? like, you see them and know their name and what their personality was like when you first met in kindergarten, third grade, sixth grade, etc., yet now, all these years later you still have those memories at the back of your mind as they sit a few desks away or as you see their name pop up on social media. do they remember the past as i do? do they still like that musician they used to talk about all the time? do they still have the same hobbies and interests we once shared? do i pop up in their mind whenever they think of a certain time in their life? do they remember my name and the person i was when they see me? the side conversations we would have in class? do they think i won't remember them? because how could i ever forget the face of someone willing to talk to the kid who rarely talked? how could i ever forget how kind they were to everyone around them? but perhaps i am long forgotten, out of sight, out of mind. just another person passing by without a trace