

Routine.Its quiet in my head.Routine.
There are whispers kept in secret shadows, and smiles kept in clandestine kisses to most everyone Ive met.
I let myself dance barefoot in the rain, lift my arms, swaying with a lack of balance and lack of sense and lack of will to do anything except live. Right now.
I am soaked to the bone, reforming from the shriveled shell of whatever I was before into the sponge I am now; I soak up any and everything.
With any and everything comes the realization that Ive let myself go.
Ive forgotten my reason, my logic.
I dont
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"The coroner will find ink in my veins and blood on my typewriter keys."
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"The coroner will find ink in my veins and blood on my typewriter keys."
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In kindergarten they told us to write down what we wanted to be when we grew up, I wrote happy on my paper and the teacher told me that "i did not understand the assignment", I stood up and said , "you dont understand life."
thanks for the
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"I'm Never Coming Home. Heart Taken Away, And Dismantled. I'm Not Coming Home..."
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In kindergarten they told us to write down what we wanted to be when we grew up, I wrote happy on my paper and the teacher told me that "i did not understand the assignment", I stood up and said , "you dont understand life."
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Mimie
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In kindergarten they told us to write down what we wanted to be when we grew up, I wrote happy on my paper and the teacher told me that "i did not understand the assignment", I stood up and said , "you dont understand life."
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"Life can best be understood backwards, but can only be lived forwards."
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