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NEW JOURNAL; DAISYSOUP.

For old times sake, I'll watch your face and pray you thought of me today. It's inevitable that I will always miss you the most during summer. You were the best summer of my life.

Stop witholding your love.
Give up being good to be great.

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I miss feeling. That ache in your heart I might die with this eternity feeling. The feeling like your heart's being ripped apart, pulled into two separate galaxies. Maybe I'm not crying as much, but I miss it, oh I miss it so much.

the pot was sweet and smooth, lizard wisps inside my throat. the alcohol bitter, cranberry laced, a bubble breath of smoke. i walk, i am a wizard freezing time and space at once, while pixies dance and ruminate in glass bottles making memories.

I thought this would hurt more, I guess maybe I really don't have very much left anymore.It does hurt, ( Read more... )

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I've got beauty in a bottle, and she blooms into the air with each breath I take, unwinds like tendons linking bone. Dogwoods and white majestic stills flutter towards existence, while this sunshine melds my mood and leaves me dreaming on the floor. I want more. I am open, empty, yours.

One of the most exquisite songs I've heard in a while.

i am human waste.