| You just can't stop yourself from loving him. |


Numb Liquid metal caged in glass, a fixture within the wall, a dull reminder. It imposes that the temperature has risen to record heights, but I am so cold. I am numb to the world and my senses are but a distant dream. From my perch smoke billows and flows down over me. Filling my concrete box to bursting. Lighting every stick of composite nicotine and chems off of the dying embers of the one before. Far past addiction and well into habit the motion no longer occurs to me. Cancer sticks they call them . . . let the dead regret. &nbNumb
Breathe

Mark 1:13You woke up in a lonely bed, with rain against your window pane, And somehow got it in your head That all the things you'd done and said Had been done all in vain.Mark 1:13
You silly little nothing thing. You should have known you wouldn't be Too far for love to go and bring You up like sunrise, bright, shining And out of misery.
You planned a plan to end all plans, And toiled a thousand sleepless nights, Your soul and mind stretched beyond span And all the works of days and hands Were going to make it right.
You lay and crouched and hung in
Livestock -1
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It only hurts when I think.
And we all fly off of this absurd merry go round of self-piy, selfishness, and minimum-wage.
you've been tagged
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It only hurts when I think.
And we all fly off of this absurd merry go round of self-piy, selfishness, and minimum-wage.
: D
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It only hurts when I think.
And we all fly off of this absurd merry go round of self-piy, selfishness, and minimum-wage.
It makes me want to hurt small things.
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It only hurts when I think.
And we all fly off of this absurd merry go round of self-piy, selfishness, and minimum-wage.
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We do what we do because it's what we're doing- Andrew WK
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It only hurts when I think.
And we all fly off of this absurd merry go round of self-piy, selfishness, and minimum-wage.
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We do what we do because it's what we're doing- Andrew WK
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