Sup. You learn to stop smiling yet?

I want my brother.

I wonder if my diet is hindering me and those workouts I do, am I doing them right? And in life I crave these things, I take these things, I try to follow my instinct and do what is right and I just don’t know if it is worth it, where is it going why is it happening? Am I wasting something precious? It feels so special and wonderful I am so afraid I am spoiling it or making some wrong moves… Saying too much, too little, the wrong thing…

I feel so strongly its her I need
nobody wants to be alone or they lose themselves getting drunk and stoned. They escape
into a world all their own where the sky falls down when they can’t escape anymore
to the same old scenes remind them of dead dreams somewhere in the past they had a chance and missed it like me they struggle now just to get a fix from the here and now animal world of reality, the very logically sound yet pointless dark matter of now.

I’ve been moody, condescending, distant, and constantly reprimanding of her actions because I am so scared I am going to make a mistake, things will work out for me no matter what, but I want this so bad, am I doing enough? Should I get out of here and go help her? If she doesn’t do these things and just sits and waits for me am I gonna have another damned robot on my hands? I don’t want to deal with this mess if it she is gonna be static

I feel out of place so purposeless
I feel drained and grey
I never do my best
I just crawl from each moment pissed and listless

I need more knowledge if I am to resist this
I can’t turn it down till my feet hit the ground
I can’t find the ground till I give her away
I don’t want to go but I don’t want to stay

Now all my pleasures last half as long
At the end of the day I don’t want to go on
Without this woman and all of life’s lies
I would simply lay down and beg to die

Even if the pleasure’s only temporary
It’s a nightmare in this world alone
I lay on the ground like my knees are broken
when all it is comes down to a heart so swollen

What a sick thing to say I’m a holy man
When sex of the flesh is my body’s demand
What right have I to claim I deny
When in truth without her I hate to survive

My nerves aren’t shot but I swear they malfunction
Something in her is needed nutrition
Without her scent without her touch
Colors and sounds refuse to stay lush

These things I seem to think I need
I feel so lost with nowhere to breed
It all comes down to basic greed
Without a ground to anchor me down

I just want to feel warm another day
I am black as a cloud raining down hate
How selfish I’ll look back and be
When tomorrow I awake from this dream

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-i don't think it will ever die-

keep up the good work

We are pebbles washed by the same ocean.
We are leaves brushed by the same wind.
We are clouds moving together.
We are artists.

Al

Ever looked at [link]? I've been trying to get an account but they won't email my fucking pasword or it won't go thru or something....sucks cause I'd like to put in my 2 cents lol

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Anime: Crack is cheaper
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*nibble*

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he walks like hes got music in his head
he has eyes like the sky
and lips shaped like pink frosting cake roses....
letter to a dead girl: i hope you are somewhere

maybe later?

[link]

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-i don't think it will ever die-

rhomboid structures


mainly. thanks for the question.

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someone's been snorting too much jesus...

You are a dumb fuck.


thats is all.

i have more to submit but there is no scanner again