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The Gorgeous Hipster Lesbians I Hate

And if I ran away to the Northwest,
I would never be as beautiful as you.
I would dream constantly of knobbly knees,
and torn tights,
and strange haircuts;

But I would always have dirt under my fingernails,
I would never get laid enough,
and would stand awkwardly in the corner,
not smoking cigarettes because I quit,
dammit,
and...
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