seems nothing and nowhere is golden

Jun 16, 2009 16:44

black sheep in a big black pool of firm dust.
emily haines makes me remember the freshly cut lawn at 2am and the top down in my little white car.
i crashed the shit out of that car. split it in half with one sloppy masked part of myself, SLLLLLLAAAM.
if i couldn't kill it, traffic could help.
i wanted cocaine then.

they are slowly taking my memories away.
diminishing them until they are boring.
i started with one about my brother, not knowing they were going to kill it
shaking their heads, like RIIIGHT RIIIGHT don't you SEEEE? it's GOOOOD.
and i resented them.
my teachers.
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