September 2011
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I want so much that is not here and do not know where to go.
– Charles Bukowski
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Why doesn’t anyone I know sleep? Are they all just scared of their dreams? When they lay their heads down at night what are they haunted by? Why won’t anyone just close their eyes? Could it hurt them to rest for a while? Do they need their friend to be a lover, or a lover to be a friend?
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The Fast Blood
Hurricanes through me and rips my roof away.
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blinkanditsover:
What does it feel like to fly over planet Earth?
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Anonymous asked: why were you sad?
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Blehhhhhh
That is all.
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We Need Vices
at fifty thousand degrees
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Got my Brand New ticket today
Can’t fuckin wait
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