My arms are currently home to two perfectly round blisters. Cigarette burns. I don't know why I felt like putting them there. I don't do it as a release. I don't do it for pain. I'm rather entertained by the fact that it doesn't "feel" at all. Something in the world is changin, and in the progress of that change, leaving me behind. I feel that
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People ripped apart by layers. First the skin, then the tissue, followed by the bones. Dissapearing before me.
Oh god... I feel the same way you do. Soemthing is being kept from me... Hidden.
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