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my head grows heavy with lines. things i should say right now before i grow short of breath. the dreams that live among me in night and signs that drag light across the trailing star. I cant find truth in a life so quiet. I can feel the weight of my own body holding me back. Outside this life i hear callings from everything that surrounds me ( Read more... )

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oh and how change is awful
strangely unlawful
how it ruins all

feelings are diluted in my mind. i can't feel what i want. things never so never. now are. i've been waiting for a conversation every single night. Please somebody fill me. i am only living to die. loved

This little pit-stop we call life, that we so seriously worry about is nothing but a small, over the weekend jail sentence, compared to what will come with death. "
Life isn't nearly as sacred as the appreciation of passion

we all question love and lack of love and fear of love

damn this shit

your love is such a lie how could you ever appreciate anything? i've written myself a script. i get one line off before i start to apologize about things. one night has ruined everything. it changed every night. i can't sleep. and all my friends have new names like tylenol, demerol, anacin, excedrin. goodnight

not much matters so long as i can stay quiet. i keep the things that i live for hidden. the best thing that you ever had. i can't help but fall from this point on. breathing life through these photographs doesn't work. it's hard to say what's real. i always followed this through. every second thought brought this down. things said ( Read more... )