void of emotion pt.3no where to go. my last hope was shattered under the foot of "no"void of emotion pt.3
"your crazy."
what if i am? she doesnt care.
She knows who i am. Who i want to be, who i will be.
She is still broken But so am i.
we are shattered... fragmented like all of these fricken sentances...
"we're screwed."
she told me
"i know."
"where do we go?"
"i dont know"
silence
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Save me...
Help me...
please, you have to h
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I'm back.
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Neutral
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"To live and not to breathe,
Is to die in tragedy.
To run, to run away.
To find what you believe,"
(Jesus of Suburbia- Green Day)
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"Reserve your right to think, for even to think wrongly is better than not to think at all." - Ὑπατία
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.La folie, c'est la mort avec les veines chaudes.
i really enjoy your paintings!
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on a plane,
i can see the tiny lights below
& oh my god,
they look so alone.
do they really feel anything?
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