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Some of the secrets we keep are because they're so awful that it seems speaking them out loud validates them, gives them life and weight. Condemning them to eternal silence allows us to maintain an illusion needed to maintain.

It's these terminal moments, when I am lucid and full of clarity, sinking back into the recesses of my past, dredging up my memories in an attempt to understand better or make better sense of some things, I see you there with me trying to help me navigate, my favorite moments were when we first were together and I would give anything to go back to ( Read more... )

I don't even think about you, but you sure do think about me dontcha. Super classy of you to diarrhea in trade about stuff that's years old now. It's ok, I understand that you're pretty miserable, your projected unhappiness makes that clear.
Toodle-oo to you then, and enjoy having thoughts of me disrupt your life so hard, and hurt your butt so much

I have dreams about fucking you. And they come with the calm detachment of knowing I could do it and not be hung up afterwards.

Falling apart does not feel good.
Especially when there's no clear cause.
All I do is worry about what it could be and that makes it worse.

It's as though all her lies are manifest in me, I get to carry her dreams and desires unwillingly.

My body cannot carry her hollow scars, I am enough by myself to guide through the wasteland.

Amidst the post day heap; kids are quiet, pleased. Kitchen is a minor wreck. The sink backed up. That it happened to be post peeling potatoes for mashed potatoes automatically means I am to blame, no matter the ensuing efforts revealing the hindrance is somewhere farther down that I've had opportunity to mangle yet ( Read more... )

Ah blizzard i want to suck every last one of your sweaty muddy dicks. for all the times you've made me laugh so far with quests and references. Fuck Yeah.

When I said I was tired of disappointment and frustration, I meant don't bother anymore.
Because I wasn't going to get anywhere from what you were doing, and for you to tell me "well I didn't" isn't fucking consolation.

Stop doing it. If you don't give a fuck enough, then don't try.