i feel like too many things are going wrong
and they are all my fault.
i just want to catch a break or something...


The Sawi'm a wretch a fucking hypocrite and a liar you know this just as well as me consuming anything that comes my way just to feel a high something to draw my sights away from the prize you'll never comprehend how missed connections affect me, so deeply im sorry im sorry im sorry a phrase that could never be said enough for all the horrible things ive done to you whether in apathy or fear and everyone knows the indirect way hurts the most empty batteries on a single cell you are one of the most beautiful people i know i hope you can sThe Saw


Allegiance to the Queenbeneath radiant skies startling blue collecting all theAllegiance to the Queen
symmetrical grass and scattered leaves conflicting thoughts chasing each other through a clear and empty field my calloused empty hands call out their same sad reply to the limitless desert "and im dying for a drink..." did i speak out of turn, or offend you stare, with a tweak of precious lips im sorry, i just can't control the shaking of my limbs and my ever-racing heart unless numbed with a hearty swig or deepest inhalation
the light holds you a little too perfectly if only i


A Broken Handpossibly the second or third time ive stood and watchedA Broken Hand
as the spirit took control of my limbs
washing my head in a labyrinth of sound and rage stranding me
from the good-hearted and nimble that sweet liquid squirming down my throat to rekindle the coldest heart "you'll never be safe, dear." i sputter as shattered fingers crawl across the countertop counting down to the moment when the switch is flipped and i can't even recognize
your face, the crowd of people milling about your smell, your hair, your eyes nothing


Destroyerto heal these scrapes and bruises ill watch as you sleep only to steal your blood dripping red with heavy metals as the flower petalsDestroyer
make their way to the ground to head out on a real adventure something i've been dreaming of since i was young to tackle the forests and mountains in one fell swoop now that is serenity
the particular effect of your words stabs through hard exterior into warm wet insides life underneath the microscope a million things to keep me here but none of them will bring me any happieness only longing  


parliamentshe drew a curled line, rimmed in corresponding flames between these curtains, a concrete gaze. a cigarette keeps lips tight, so much so that words are not said do not look, there is only a gain for him but every day, every hour, there is a catalyst in focus within him forming a shatterproof glass, for 200 yards, over and over snubbed it out, and mint coated "anyone want this last fucker"parliament
who would say yes?
just break it in half, and walk away.
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"Anyone who lives within their means suffers from a lack of imagination."
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"Anyone who lives within their means suffers from a lack of imagination."
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Memento mori... sic transit gloria mundi.
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Life sucks, then you die.
member of ~Apophysis
guess who...
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Life sucks, then you die.
member of ~Apophysis
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such a brilliant star you are.
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such a brilliant star you are.
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