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i want to fall asleep, it hurts so bad.
everywhere.
i dont want to feel this.

"most people don't have the time to think about this kind of thing. luckily, i am paranoid and neurotic, so i do all the time".

beautiful.

i am quite excited.

this tapestry of experience is starting to peice together, making a beautifully strong enterance. and although warmth is finally found, i will not hide myself with what i've already seen ( Read more... )

Dellusional from the illness and the flickering light above me. The music on the wall beside me and the air shooting from the ceiling ( Read more... )

I watch it, and I just want it to all add up. I just don't speak.

the speakers boom nameless tunes, considered classic and talentful.
[machine-made instruments].
Passing time is nothing but a scam.

this red is for the world you live in,
this rip is only the beginning.

No ( Read more... )

My eyes are dry and tired. And yours are cold in return.
This stare is uncomfortable and this feeling is

hidden.

because that's all it can be.

Food not Bombs tomorrow.
noon.
call and/or comment if you want more information.

red, the color for tonight.
especially on the roots.