"...come into my song..."

[spacenospace]

Like an undeliberate, dumb drunk in a muscle shirt, I'm throwing myself in a running headbutt towards the end of the day. I am completely exhausted and completely without shame or self-consciousness. My plans include collapsing on a dirty floor somewhere quiet and nursing myself back to health. They do not include long-term goals or being

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[ohhdarling]

Omg, you are breaking up with me?!
Why sleep on a dirty floor when my bed is eagerly awaiting you with open arms!?