I thought a bit of poetry might make you feel better:
You are like the ray of yellow sunlight, The chinese sunlight that shines upon my Blanched skin. Skin blanched from the darkness Of the soul that resides within this hollow Carcass. The shell eaten hollow by the creeping destruction Of mankind. The sky is weeping For me. Or maybe it is for you, and your dark soul, The soul as dark as the dark blue of the dark sea. Dark dark dark. My blood runs dark for you. It spills out of my wrists. Calculus homework. Scissors. The shampoo to make the wound burn. It all is one. And then it is none.
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You are like the ray of yellow sunlight,
The chinese sunlight that shines upon my
Blanched skin. Skin blanched from the darkness
Of the soul that resides within this hollow
Carcass.
The shell eaten hollow by the creeping destruction
Of mankind. The sky is weeping
For me. Or maybe it is for you, and your dark soul,
The soul as dark as the dark blue of the dark sea.
Dark dark dark.
My blood runs dark for you. It spills out of my wrists.
Calculus homework. Scissors. The shampoo to make the wound burn.
It all is one.
And then it is none.
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THE DEAN OF EMISSIONS.
Guest starring Patrick Lovejoy.
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Katie's Mom, may I date her?
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