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[burndt_tapes]

I keep delete-ing stuff that I type in this.
I know what I want to say.

I don't seem obvious, do I?
I don't like to think so.
But I must be.

Fuck you.
I'll get up on my own.

There is no way I can stop.
My poor brain
is gonna pop.
AND I DON'T HAVE A PURPOSE.
SCATTERED ON THE SURFACE.
I need to find some peace.

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[lovexplsn]

you make my heart hurt.
i hope i'm not having an anneurysm.