Purging away your existence; pursuing a greater normality. The beauty behind it was never a fact. You step close and realize, and you step back. You focus on the imperfections, no one had. It's what you never saw that you think, repetition. Immaculate standings begin to wander. You never started you began. Rhythm the sounds, it's what you could ( Read more... )

i am sick and tired of reading the same shit over and over. i hate it that people keep label-ing themseleves. i am tired of all these sluts. and people that think they are totally unique or different. its like look around whore you are just like everyone else. shit. i am tired of these people thinking they are poets. seriously if you are really ( Read more... )