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[suedehead]

So I don't know what the hell I am feeling right now. I'm really fucking sad. I don't know what the hell is going on. I just got done painting my kickboards on the staircase. You would think that there would maybe be some sort of sense of accomplishment. Not really....fuck!
"Strange attraction spreads its wings, it varies but the smallest things, you never know how anything will change....strange attraction spreads its wings, it varies but the smallest things, you never know how anything will fade..."
"Silly boys do stupid things
like when no one is looking
they try on lovers wings
awkwardly they flap
struggling for the sky
with breathless kisses
that make the heart sigh
eyes closed in that dreamlike state
only when they feel themselves falling
do they start to wake
reality and the ground
they're new embrace
sheepishly they look around
and put the wings away
hearts don't fly well sometimes
even on clear days..." -jims big book of bad poetry