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Nanaxcore

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Welcome to my page. I am learning HTML!

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Some words on this page deserve more feeling than plain text can give them.


misary of pupsies

I miss that kind of misery
The kind where you are nice to me,
But only in the evening
So I ask, am I just dreaming?

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Toss your dirty shoes in my washing machine heart
Baby, bang it up inside
I'm not wearing my usual lipstick
I thought maybe we would kiss tonight
Baby, will you kiss me already?

Made with on Neocities★★★

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i live in mexico

The wretchedness I feel when kissing someone who isn't on my mind is the same as what I see when I walk : feeling powerless not to be that girl from Japan.