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'a lot of people are dying everyday. it's a pity.'
'a lot is an understatement but it's not like they just drop down dead.'
'someone synched their clocks in advance.'
'like the dominoes effect, it seems half the world will always be in tears.'
'then think of the other half.'
'they're looking for a way out of it all, they call it living.'
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'you can't please everyone, trying to is waste.'
'so what do you suppose i do. just say fuckit and?'
'just saying, you could just be who you want to. do whatever.'
'i could kill someone.'
'someone could kill you.'
'so it's fair?'
'it's karma. kill it before it kills you.'
'you'll be the reason i'll be in prison.'
'probably.'
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'we're going to die sooner or later.'
'why do we always have these conversations?'
'sorry, would you like to discuss that horrible dress she's wearing?'
'that's not that bad, i'd wear it.'
'so in advance, horrible dress. i just won't tell you that when you wear it.'
'ugh, so, when do you plan on dying.'
'i don't. it will just happen. an impassive bullet or something.'
'something.'
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'so what if the world ends before us?'
'then i guess we go down in our own wreckage.'
'i hope it doesn't hurt.'
'maybe not physically.'
'i could just shoot myself.'
'you could. i could do it for you.'
'huh, what the hell. why?'
'just being affectionate.'
'that's one hell of a way to show it, fact, i think i'd shoot you too.'
'sweet.'
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'sometimes, i wonder what the hell is wrong with us.'
'a lot is an understatement but it's not like they just drop down dead.'
'someone synched their clocks in advance.'
'like the dominoes effect, it seems half the world will always be in tears.'
'then think of the other half.'
'they're looking for a way out of it all, they call it living.'
-
'you can't please everyone, trying to is waste.'
'so what do you suppose i do. just say fuckit and?'
'just saying, you could just be who you want to. do whatever.'
'i could kill someone.'
'someone could kill you.'
'so it's fair?'
'it's karma. kill it before it kills you.'
'you'll be the reason i'll be in prison.'
'probably.'
-
'we're going to die sooner or later.'
'why do we always have these conversations?'
'sorry, would you like to discuss that horrible dress she's wearing?'
'that's not that bad, i'd wear it.'
'so in advance, horrible dress. i just won't tell you that when you wear it.'
'ugh, so, when do you plan on dying.'
'i don't. it will just happen. an impassive bullet or something.'
'something.'
-
'so what if the world ends before us?'
'then i guess we go down in our own wreckage.'
'i hope it doesn't hurt.'
'maybe not physically.'
'i could just shoot myself.'
'you could. i could do it for you.'
'huh, what the hell. why?'
'just being affectionate.'
'that's one hell of a way to show it, fact, i think i'd shoot you too.'
'sweet.'
-
'sometimes, i wonder what the hell is wrong with us.'
Literature
realized I was not a masochist
as I stand here, suffocating, I wonder what’s next.
will I make it out alive?
what do I look like?
are my lips swollen?
do I still have lips?
what are lips?
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I am leaking raindrops and dripping tonight’s dinner into the living room below me. I am bleeding tears out of my mouth and puke from my eyes. I swear, I can’t stop bleeding, but I’m not bleeding blood- I’m bleeding purple pigments- I’m bleeding bags under my eyes; I’m holding these bags so tightly in my hands that I’m bruising sunsets under my eyes, and he just watches me in the sky.
I tell myself to set. just set like a sunset; just fall
Literature
You and I,
we're a stunted little paragraph blowing in the wind,
full of maybes and we could have beens.
We're winter nights dancing through the sky,
dreaming of warmth and summer, burntskin sunscreen.
We're fruits hanging from a tree,
ripe with promise and fearing bitter seeds.
We're dripping photographs in darkrooms waiting to become something beautiful.
You and I, we're not fancy like fireworks. Sparks
are the little lights that dance between us when we smile.
Sparks are private things and they shine more prettily
when no one else can see them except you and me.
So when I write poetry about us,
it won't be about mountains and kisses
and
Literature
we're better off pretending
this is me telling
you that we'd be great if "we"
didn't include "me"
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thought i'd post something.
nothing amazing. just a something.
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nothing amazing. just a something.
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I dunno why, but I looove it xD