I'm quite impressed, I'm quite a mess

Nov 10, 2009 14:39

This isn't real. This is all another imaginary thought floating across your mind, impressing upon you the echoes of your own mind bouncing back at you.

Not even a dream.

Because they're not real either.

inanity, randomnity

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sulfuricfusion November 14 2009, 01:12:18 UTC
Fuck this, I'm commenting myself again.

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only_gray November 14 2009, 01:21:48 UTC
Oh jesus, now I'm replying to myself.

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sulfuricfusion November 28 2009, 09:13:34 UTC
What do you mean, "I don't believe in God"? I talk to him every day.
What do you mean, "I don't support your system"? I go to court when I have to.
What do you mean, "I can't get to work on time"? I got nothing better to do
And, what do you mean, "I don't pay my bills"? Why do you think I'm broke? Huh?

If there's a new way,
I'll be the first in line.
But, it better work this time.

What do you mean, "I hurt your feelings"? I didn't know you had any feelings.
What do you mean, "I ain't kind"? I'm just not your kind.
What do you mean, "I couldn't be president, of the United States of America"? Tell me something, it's still "We the people", right?

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only_gray December 12 2009, 09:14:50 UTC
You are sporadic.

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insanity m4r1n0th3m4n December 30 2009, 07:14:10 UTC
i love this (:

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My skin. only_gray March 3 2010, 07:16:56 UTC
So I get a little nervous sometimes. It's not like I'm constantly like this. An itch I can't scratch, something I can't see - it's sort of reflex by now. I would feel naked without these sensations; no bugs crawling over me. My existence is abnormal - yours is a fluke.

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