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A life without a muse is a life In the dark.
Guess you have things. I already lost the ability to trust you. Next is usually full stop, reverse.
The intellectual facade of hate burns the cape that hope wears.
Too kind, yet left behind, too strong to be down for long, too sweet to play for keeps, too polite, soo alone, every night, he doesn't fight
Face down ass up...I'm just trying to take a nap here.
Passion is paradise. A destination that can't be reached alone.
I fought my depression like it was a war, smiled & laughed, loved you true, I was winning myself until you became hatred & turned on me too.
Is there a twittercide hotline? Since it happens so often there should be at least a triage center or Valium dispensary? A pamphlet?
It only hurts if you're living.
Once you have caught, caged, dissected and categorized a beautiful creature, you gain knowledge. In turn you have taken a life & lost a love
The life we have shelters us from the life we want, while the life we need plays with our soul.
I hate insomnia. I love the silence.
I write for you, if need be I will bind these words and whisper them in your ear, send a pretty package, it's all been for you my dear.
Narcissists make the cutest faces when they're crying.
If you want to be beautiful, get a lobotomy.
Your job: telling me theres nothing better than me, over and over again. My job: showing you theres nothing better than me, over&over again.
Drawn and quartered, the chambers of this failing heart.