It's starting to peel at the edges, flapping in the winds the broken up seams are starting to show themselves. The hack-job cross stitching isn't holding it in place any more and the nylon string that's been used is brittle and hard now. It's snapping from the strain and I keep on pushing it; I wanna feel it peel back so I can see beyond it, I don'
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See, I read this and it immediately reminded me of you:
"Today, I thought it would be funny to fart in my roommates mouth while he was asleep. I walked over to him and pulled my pyjamas down and let loose. To my surprise it was a very wet one and I accidently took a dump on his face, he woke up and beat me until I was bleeding. FML"
http://www.fmylife.com/
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It's always better to be tuned-in to the world around you using something other than a substance made to alter the chemicals in your mind. At least it's real. (In your case, though, it may be just as dangerous)
Unfortunately, some of us fall into the category I am in and lose the actual connection and become obsessed with artificial substitutes.
At least I continue trying.
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"Don't do drugs kids, instead use the money to buy a sports bike and do some real speed."
It'd probably be damn popular.
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