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i want to
rip out your heart

this is the early morning. everyone is alone. the world is particles loose and floating into the space that lies beyond the 27" plasma screen. and what a mystery that place is ( Read more... )

Emotions or emissions of sensation we recieve cause us crazy we go off it's my conception i percieve i am unsure you are a door you are a path way to the answers, i don't want to get stuck inside this circle here forever. (we echo our pretensions through the people we mention.)

stolid stare says something's sour watch the hands tick past the hours living room couch uncomfortable I stare - the pictures - youre beautiful. (kill her, she's the one) envy tucked in envelopes a birthday gift i nearly choked we tore them up and burned together laughing and dancing atop the embers. (kill her, she stole the sun)

the fields are deserted, metal shines in the sun ( Read more... )

power and position can dilute any decision but i'd rather hold to reason than have some pragmatic vision.

Smoke will rise. These ashtray eyes have seen enough of all the same. The books laid out on bedspreads black found something to believe in. Neuroscience is the new religion. But now you're stuck, when those friends are not enough is it too late to change ( Read more... )

inevitable and i'm not impressed.
these are hallmark inventions,
stop burning your prom dress.