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Quit reading my thoughts you'll never know what I'm thinking.

i killed a man

i've fucked a thousand girls

i'm a demon

i'm a liar

what does it mean

everything is bullshit.

bullshit

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my dearest puppy kelly died.
i grew up with her.
now she's gone and i miss her
she was a great dog.

how much of your life is scripted?

my head feels disconnected from my body.
and my legs feel heavy
such a strange feeling.
i want to sleep all day.

consicousness ever expanding i can feel myself floating
away
i look down and the grounds no where to be found
and i'm fallin i'm falling
im falling down

it feels like i'm just letting the months slip past me.
life is still strange.
its already november.
november again. i like the winter.

what will winter bring. it can only tell itself.

i drink too much
i have a tendency to be mean.
i think im always angry
i think my heads got it opposite
i dunno
its not good for me to think in the morning or late at night

its never you its always me.

jack of all trades master of none ( Read more... )

sometimes i have to wonder if we are all in a wheel. a constant repetition different characters but the same basic theme. Its not very different from television. everything generally resolves at the end of the night. if not its to be continued. when when things can never ho back its time for a spinoff. say the teenage years. the college years. ( Read more... )