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[xbryancorex]

Realized under the sheets, we are the dreams of doubt in a lucid mind. In a cocoon of fear there is nothing left but to tremble and submit while all that could of been lies undiscovered without meaning. What's kept in conquers; what's kept out? And so, we'll be found dead behind locked doors with prayerless hands clutching useless keys forever.

Comments

[lucid_angel]

you are such an adorable emo kid;)

[xbryancorex]

You... Let's have a picnic.

[lucid_angel]

I would love too!!!

[lucid_angel]

ps...you are the cutest thing ever...and i miss talking to you horribly!!!!