the streets outside your window

[dymphna_9]

Some days I wake up needing something, anything to happen to me. Staring at the ceiling, I pray for a jet engine to arrive. A thrilling murder. For the man I don't know on the bridge to take me firmly by the hand and I'll follow. I feed my insecurities with situations of being singularly selected for random and malicious action or disaster

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[cold_twilight]

dude. that movie. incredible.