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Just Because I Find It Funny

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Moral Calculus

It is funny that people respond more to the rehashed photos and sayings that I include rather than what I am actually saying. This happens here as well as in reality. What is really funny about the whole thing is … Continue reading

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Who Am I?

I saw this and realized that no one will ever respond to me like this. It is still a beautiful story. For those who don’t know she is talking about Peter Pan at Disney.  

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The most twisted ridiculous conversation possible… Yeah I am completely crazy

This is a quoted conversation from my ex who I am going to actually have to evict – I am WAY too nice. It is important to note that I never once cried over this break up. I never once … Continue reading

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Roses, Thorns, and the Dark

I don’t remember coming here inside myself, wait, actually I do remember. I don’t want to remember but I do and I know why. I don’t worry about the strangeness of the thoughts in my head as I run my … Continue reading

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On the Edge of a Blade

My eyes slip closed and my head slips back with a soft thump against the concrete wall. I keep my eyes closed knowing all to well what I will see it is what my body feels right now. I want … Continue reading

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Anywhere but here

I am wondering if this is a precursor to the end. No one cares – I am pretty much done with my pathetic little life. I wonder daily where I can go where “young woman raped and murdered,” would be … Continue reading

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Screaming Infinity, It was Bound to Happen

What is the next rush? When is the next time? When will I feel like this again? I sit and wait for it knowing that the next rush is right around the corner. I am trapped lately though. Stuck on … Continue reading

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Not OK

He said he would love me but was scared of the 1% of the time I was crazy. So he doesnt want me. Why does that bother me? Because I don’t want me. No one does. Obsecro, mihi facultas videndi Deum angelis … Continue reading

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Daemonum vel angelorum videbo interficere

Deo placere percusserit me. Tolle quaeso mihi in amplexus tuos æternam. Adiuva me, etiam si mortuus est, ut moriatur ibi conjunctio lucifer. Vociferabor ad te opem. Non ego sum​​, da mihi amet sit. Eorum claritatem in videam bonum et malum … Continue reading

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