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Couldn’t sleep last night so I did the next best thing and quaffed caffeine until cerebral vasoconstriction set in I think I know I have always been embarrassed to be me but I guess if nothing else Humiliation breeds diffident dissonance humbly so so foggy up here a tad bit soggy, saturated with my diseased anatomical atoms my dendrites retreating softening like rotting fruit so much potential so little actualization synapses overloaded with drugs that I didn’t know Like the lone tree in the farthest forrest dendritic pestilence is high and corrosive I’m high and corrosive and I sigh for the lovers that never knew I loved them. I miss the lovers that I never knew I loved. and I love the lovers who didn’t don’t and wont love me. Couldn’t sleep last night so I did the next best thing and mirrored the rain until pillows were sponges I think I know I have always wanted to be caressed slightly but I guess if nothing else creation breeds ****** succulence cunningly so so sticky down here a tad bit rickety, saturated with my diseased anatomical atoms my elevated coronary coronated erosion sputters like a misused Porsche 911 so much beauty so little left arteries caked with yesterday’s cigarette that let me let go.
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Jun 17, 2015
Jun 17, 2015 at 9:57 AM UTC
caffeine and unkempt hair
Couldn’t sleep last night so I did the next best thing and quaffed caffeine until cerebral vasoconstriction set in I think I know I have always been embarrassed to be me but I guess if nothing else Humiliation breeds diffident dissonance humbly so so foggy up here a tad bit soggy, saturated with my diseased anatomical atoms my dendrites retreating softening like rotting fruit so much potential so little actualization synapses overloaded with drugs that I didn’t know Like the lone tree in the farthest forrest dendritic pestilence is high and corrosive I’m high and corrosive and I sigh for the lovers that never knew I loved them. I miss the lovers that I never knew I loved. and I love the lovers who didn’t don’t and wont love me. Couldn’t sleep last night so I did the next best thing and mirrored the rain until pillows were sponges I think I know I have always wanted to be caressed slightly but I guess if nothing else creation breeds ****** succulence cunningly so so sticky down here a tad bit rickety, saturated with my diseased anatomical atoms my elevated coronary coronated erosion sputters like a misused Porsche 911 so much beauty so little left arteries caked with yesterday’s cigarette that let me let go.
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Jun 17, 2015
Jun 17, 2015 at 9:57 AM UTC
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