February 2012
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i’ve been falling apart for months. humpty dumpty, broken stanzas. but putting linebreaks in something doesn’t make it poetry;
it makes it
disjointed
and
ha
rd to re
ad.
so i’ve set myself straight. i’ll keep on track. get all my old thoughts back. keep walking and talking to the clean cut.
and this will look best off your dash. i look best when i have the cash...
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Anonymous asked: what do you do when the things you thought made sense, now make no fucking sense at all?
Anonymous asked: This will probably sound odd but I was relistening to an album I haven't listened to in awhile and it brought back a reminder of you and now I can't listen to the album without feeling strangely upset and uncomfortable.
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between the tines
sitting in the midst
of this fork in the road
i see so many bodies
picking directions
making decisions
following the road
watching them go
and i
i remain stagnant,
sitting,
between the tines.
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Anonymous asked: Are you still alone?
January 2012
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bell curve
the hardest part of every day is letting yourself disappear. become something different. drink some cream soda. have a candy-coated chocolate. imagine the sun as a perfectly fried egg. wish you were here. or somewhere else. have a dream which ends with your death. the worst part about dying is that most people only get to do it once. there’s a whole aisle at the grocery store you won’t...
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i am no one’s dream boat. i am a raft falling apart. timbers spreading uncomfortably across a lake surface. drifting, driftwood, useless and disconnected. you could cling to me to stay afloat, until the current took you down.
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looking for love through a stranger’s window
i’ve lost touch with it all. where do i go
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kingmakerband:
LIMA BEANS
LIMA MONSTER
(old...
crippling loneliness
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i’m drunk and i hate you all.
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attractive today by motion city soundtrack from...
drink with the big dogs
and you’re gonna get fucked up.
still kind of drunk. going to work.
oh you're an individual?
yeah you’re not going to make a difference alone.
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fucking virus.
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new year. same year.
happy new year. it’s all the same as last year except with a new number and a new excuse.
i don’t want to be around people any more. personal interaction is wearing me out. in the mood for time alone. that’s it.
three hundred sixty-five more days to give up on.
December 2011
47 posts
spend two hours making a video
receive no feedback from followers
reblog ecard
receive thirty-four likes and fourteen reblogs
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Watchcling to your lungs by matsuri.
made with found footage from the internet archive.
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nostalgia is kicking my fucking ass right now. so many things i’ve fucked up. it’s like i go out of my way to make sure i’m unhappy. why try so hard for a girl who just knocks me down? they say “love conquers all” but what the fuck is it conquering? my ambition to pursue romantic interests. i despise lovers and those in love. despise and envy. fuck it. i’ll dry...
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xmas
- bunch of kraken (drank)
- two bowls (smoked)
- itchy neck from dog hair
- mcdonalds (QP with bacon, self-bought)
- long sleep
- time alone (after time with friend)