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MARCH 30, 2008 @ 07:26 PM | 3 COMMENTS


the broken glass shrapnel that jangles my brains as i quietly thrash
against my life sounds not entirely unlike driving through ghosts to get here...
MARCH 30, 2008 @ 03:47 PM | 3 COMMENTS

MARCH 30, 2008 @ 01:46 PM | 1 COMMENT


for 'cause she feels bad, and for 'cause it makes more sense than it should...
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MARCH 28, 2008 @ 05:14 AM | 1 COMMENT

five point keelhaul...

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i hope that this is as confusing for you as it is for me, in fact, i hope you don't understand it at all. then we'll be even keel, sorry...


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about my brains, my emotions, and everything that accompanies me in the places i dwell against my will, the places where only darkness can thrive...


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the soundtrack...


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nooneunderstandshoworwhyifeelthewayidoincludingmyselfanditsmakingmeabsolutelyinsaneasitrytoreconcileallofthesadbrokenpiecesofmebackintothebeautifulunderstandingcreatureioncewastheressomuchfillingmyheadrightnowthaticanbarelystandtobealivetheonethingthatsbeengettingmethroughmydaysisalovethatsentirelyunexplainableandmoredifficultthananythingiveeverfallenintothoughittookmoretimethanithaspreviouslytofeelsafeinsaidloveithinkaboutheralldayeverydayhersmilemakesmefeellightandsoftandherwordsmakemefeelspecailandbeautifulthewordsshesaystomeanyhowshetellsmethatshelovesmeandibelievehertherehavebeenmomentsthatshetextedmetnetofifteentimesadayjusttotellmehowmuchshewantstobeclosertometoholdmyhandsandsitonmylapandfuckmetillimblueinthefaceandshakingfromherpleasuringmeaftermylongcrazynightatworklastnighttheonei'mstillnowtryingtorecoverfromtheonewhereshetextedmethatshelovesmeandthatishouldhavedreamssweetasshehasbeentometofindexactlythethingihavebeentryingsohardtoavoidsohardtoforgetthatsheistoshareherselfsexuallywithsomeonethatistodowhatevertheywanthertodowithinlimitsthatbarelyexistthatthethingsshedoesformearetobedoneforsomeoneelsefornothingmorethanbeingcleverforafourwordtaglinethatsoimpressedherthatshewoulddoanythingtheyaskofherbesidesfuckingherselfliveorcomingtoundressinpersonforthembarringoutthingsshehastoldmethatshehasdoneandwouldonlydoformeaccompaniedbythefactthatshewrotesomefuckingassholethatsharesthesamelikenessinnameasherassumedpersonalitybecauseherfriendaskedafavorofherwrittenonhertitsforsomethingtolookatbecausehewasafuckingidiotandbecameapartofsomethingvileandridiculousandisnowsupposedlysecludedfromthepleasuresthatmensolongforwheneverwebreatheeventhoughthisfriendstatedthatherboyfriendwastheonlyonetoreceivethissamegiftfromherherselfbutforsomereasonitsokayforhisbestfriendtoreceivethissamegiftfromwomenwhoknownothingabouthimandthattheyareinvolvedinsituationsthatwouldnaturallycausepainandjelouasyinloverstoofarawaytorecievecomfortorthemakeupthatsrequiredtogetoversomethingaspainfulashavingtosharesomeoneyouareinlovewithwithsomeoneelseanyoneelseletalonegivingoutsexualfavorswhethertheyaretobeoverinternetconnectionsornotisofabsolutelynoconsequenceasthatsalsotheonlywaythatwehavetostayintouchwitheachotherthatthethingsthataresupposedtoonlybesharedwithmearebeingsharedwiththemostcleverfourwordsentencemakersandsomefuckingassholewithnorealconnectionatallsavetherequestofafriendcouplethiswiththefactthatihaveagirlfriendthatgivesmenottheattentionthatineedandissocomplicatedinnaturethatitsdevastatingtoallpartiesconcernedastherearemakeshiftchildreninvolvedandthatiamessentiallycheatingonherwiththisloveofminethatisnowcausingmesomuchpainthroughthesharingofherselfsodifferentfromthesharingiwasalreadytryingtogetusedtoandthepromisethatiwastheonlyonewhowouldbereapingthebenefitsofherlovethatshetellsmesheisminedespitemyargumentstothecontrarythatshewillneverbemineimayhaveherheartbutimalwayshavingtocompetewithsomethingforherattentionevenwhenisupposedlyhaveheralltomyselfifeellikeimgoingtothrowupuntilallofmyinnardsareoutsidethatiamsimultaneouslyimplodingandexplodingwithnorecoursenosavingmyselffromthisbecauseihavegrownsoattachedsoinlovewitherthattoloseherwouldbesomehowmoreterriblethantryingtoliveoutthedevastationandsorrowofhersharingherselfwithothersthewayshesharesherselfwithmefornothingatnocostwithnoattachmenttakingawayallmyspecialallofthethingsthatmakemefeelspecialmuchlikealloftheotherinfidelitiesthathavecausedsomuchdamagetomybruisedinnardsthatimayneverrecoveraswasbeforesaidlovefoundmeandbeganitsdecentintoaheartgaurdedbythemostferociousofdemonsiamsinkinglikegravityismyworstenemyandhastakenuponitselfanirrevocablevengeanceupontheverythingthatseesthroughmyeyesandfeelswithmyheartthatcountsthelonelysecondsthatturntodaysupondaysoflivinginalmostnothingbutthecompletedesireforhertobeminetoloveonlymetoshareherselfonlywithmethatwaythemodelingshehasdoneisnttheproblemthaticandealwithartisdifferentevenwhenitisentirelysexualychargeditsartandthatisthatitstheunintentionalinflictionofpainfromthingsundetachablefromthehumanconciousnessfromthephysiologythatmakesuswhoweareiamhypersexualandhaveyetfoundawaytobesatisfiedasdoessheiimagineiwanthertownatmelikeiwantheriwanthertolovemethewayiloveheriwanttobereciprocatedinmydesireandsharingofmyselfonlywithheriwanthertobehappyiwanttoinflictnocontroloverherorforhertofeelrestrictedbymeinnowayiwantthatrestrictiontocomefromherfromthelovethatshesaysshehasformenotanownershipbutfromthethingthatmakesuslongonlyforonepersonbegginthequestionwhatislovewtfisgoingonamianidiotamialosercountingthesecondsuntilshewalksoutofmylifesameasshewalkedinhertodayandgonetomorroworisthisquestionablethingwecalllovegoingtoresideinusforaslongaswevesaiditwouldnoleavingeventhoughiseemtopusheveryonethatireallyreallycareaboutawayfrommewiththesamethingthatpulledthemintobeginwithiamlosingiamlosingthisbattlealongwithsomanyothersthatitfeelsnotentirelyunlikedyingaslowhorribledeathlocatedcentrallyandradiatingoutfromthetearingofheartstringsalreadystichedbacktogethersomanytimesthat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MARCH 27, 2008 @ 07:53 PM | 1 COMMENT

i know this girl, that makes me feel like doing donuts, and giving the finger to my town, and stuff...
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