i'm just carrying on.


a lack of editing.your indentation in my hip still remains from when you rested your heavy head filled with tragedy like every dear Hamlet we know.a lack of editing.
And the words that trickled out of your mouth, Falling from your lips like wine, Carried the harmony of my heart, but do you know? Do you see the soft slope in my eyebrows? And did you know that your pupils dilate? And mine outstretch my eyes to suck you in Every bit of you suck you in I want to feel the beats of hearts against my legs and stomach I want to feel the rhythm of love like drum beats African drum beats so primal and instinct


I'm trying to understandI'm just trying to get this all down. I'm trying before it breaks inside of my mind. I'm wrapped up in bones and and the chair I'm sitting on is wooden an cracked So splinters seep into my skin like snakes squirming into swamps. i hate this i hate this. i want to tell you so badly. i want to lay everything out of you like a deck of cards without the tricks. I want you to see it, don't you see it? its there like burning bird still in the air. It's beautiful isn't it? isn't it beautiful the way it dies? you like death, don't you?I'm trying to understand
look I'm just getting this down because every time i look at


Eye DropperI have an earache today. An earache that like any other ache has a certain cause A cause stemming from a silken serum, that dripped and dropped inside them-- The god damned eye dropper like a tear duct-- and a sweet smile delivered Straight from the clutches of Claudius.Eye Dropper
And later examining the bottle of poison I felt knocking around my head,
I noticed that within the bottle was strand after strand after strand of lies compiled From every great man in history. Every great man lies, what else would one do? Survival turns us all into rats.
So, I grabbed the vial with a great sound a


10:55 AM APES ClassI sit in appalling boredom looking for something beat to read on my phone my phone touch screen crazy technology, I can't keep up wit dat shit, yo.10:55 AM APES Class
My shoes are so dirty. When i first bought them I said, "I'll keep these babies white." White and new and perfect. Now their covered in dry-dirt brown. Clay dirt. Nasty, unusable dirt from which nothing grows.
But it's all my fault. I was the one who, everyday, trudged out across the land bridge, grasping for a nicotine fix down in the woods. A land bridge that, after a heavy h
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