down we go..

May 18, 2006 06:28

Air is stubborn and refuses to go inside ... what is it afraid of? I feel like a paper shell.... a futile cell for... it wants out. but there is nothing.. nothing inside me... and its stagnant like the depths of a bog... i want to tear apart.. but if i rip the flesh... the blood wont come... and i'll know... i want to feel something.. i want ( Read more... )

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kara_vevina May 18 2006, 07:51:50 UTC
have you ever read Don't Bite The Sun? If not I will bring it with me next time I see you. Which needs to be soon. I'm sorry it's been so long, it's just...crazy.

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