This was not of my intention, though, entirely necessary in the result.

[miserablyfixed]

I’m sitting on the couch watching an X-files marathon on mute; I know every word. I’m Drunk. I tried to resist given my recent manic attitude. It’s not in not understanding that we come to find ourselves. Though the radio would define our abilities as to the like of the would-be sound of fallen coins that so endure. That by and by we should return

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[decembernine]

-hugs you til you can't breathe-

[frosty_smash]

*chokes you til you can't*

anymore

[ihavealion]

We never talk anymore.
I think you left me for another lover.
One more supple, more pliant or compliant...
or compliment.

But we will always have that day.
That fall day when we stapled ourselves to our
principles, or values, or holidays.

I still have the scars.
I'll show you next time you look at me.

[dasubershiznit]

I saw a Chevy Celebrity for sale, and almost bought it just 'cause it reminded me of an old friend that I can't have anymore, but there was no number on the For Sale sign. I wondered if this was a symbol, but I let the feeling pass. It wasn't worth the effort after all. The effort of letting it pass. Since it clung anyways, like that purple stain on your dress shirt that says "You used to have fun when you were wearing me." I begged forgiveness, but it wouldn't listen. Inanimate objects rarely do. So then I started talking to the blank faces around me that moved less than the shirt; it at least mimicked my motions. Some one please tell me that this is all a lie.