um.
yeah.

About that.

Breathings involuntary there was never a choice
Im screaming for help but I dont have a voice
Trapped down in a well, my arms are out-stretched
My soul keeps on living; how i got heres complex
Everythings wretched im praying for death
But alls that I get is involuntary breath

shimmy shimmy yah shimmy yo shimmy yay

Being suicidal
and crying for help
and your
husband
says
FUCKING
DO
IT
ALREADY.

owie.

If a tree falls in the forest, and there’s nobody around to hear, does it make a sound?

If Im screaming to be saved, but you dont speak my language, am I worth being salvaged?

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Ick.

God. I wish.

But Everything is copacetic.
I usually stray when it is.

Nothing. Is. Permanent.
Really?

I want to not work over-nights at 7-Eleven anymore.
I'm over it.
Though, I am super grateful for weekly monetary gain.

Im also super grateful for peanut butter ice cream right now.

I've learned to scream with my mouth shut
making no sound.

I am a leaf on a windy day.

Goddamn the grass looks greener over there.

Just because you're a loser
doesn't mean you aren't winning.

Love is the colour Blue.
Comatose is happiness.
Joy has wings.
Nothing is perfect.

Emotionally fucking disturbed.
Who cares, you don't fucking know me.

I can feel my soul.
It aches.
From undernourishment.

My heart hurts.
It longs for...
...for
who fucking knows.

I cannot silence the screams.
just. shut. the. fuck. up.
They wont.

Taunt me with hope.
Tainted by hope.

Gahhhhh!!!! flsdi gaigjldkhsl.dj hg;sirgvd.n ;riug apreliges bakihigsjmb sijfgbldfjb hfh!!!!

Clowns to the left of me,
Jokers to the right
Here I am...
Stuck in the middle with you.

My therapist says I need to value myself.
Rusty metal isn't worth anything.

One man's trash is another's treasure...

Sugar, spice... everything nice?
Where the fuck was I?

I'm caught somewhere between
caring TOO much
and
not giving a FUCK.

The filthy rich
and the dirt, dirt poor
are all the same
when they cant take no more.

My dogs name is Blue,
I call him Booty
.
I dont like coffee anymore

Que sera sera

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