Aye, but there's the rub...

[theredbamboo]

The incompatible competency of our altered visions and hopeful contracts, is on it’s own a perfect and shared ignorance. To acknowledge the blend with which well bred points respectively come together and inconspicuously contradict, but to realize the reasons for each move is unknown and differed from each side although the aforementioned move by both sides is in fact the same direction. So if two grains rub in one direction for different cause is this in fact a betterment for both parties or is this hypocritical and is this hypocritical only upon sides enlightenment of others motives. There are beautiful dreams that are not mine. There are beautiful dreams I wouldn’t want to come true that are still beautiful. My skin is seeping perfumed bile and I’m licking at a tasteless distaste. I can’t stand to consider myself for anything anymore. I feel like I’m sulking on a pedestal, twice disregarded by myself and praised by marble. Stop this before I figure something out.

Back in.

Put it back…

Please…

In.

I’m going to kill each and every one of you in your sleep… that’s what you get damnit.

That’s what you fucking get.