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i only look good in half-light with a cup of motivation and music scratching in the tips of my ears bare no ill-fitting clothes the ill-fitting skin is enough just the meat suit and tight shadows curling up my legs and over my arms, twitching as they breathe down my neck, it’s an incorporeal kind of feeling this is a half-living you see, the most effective coping method, i’ve found. shut off half your brain and turn out all the lights easier for the shadows to find you then sit back relax let the phonograph sing you to a three-quarter dreamland where only the soft satin tendrils of sound stroke the insides of your earlobes and press themselves into your palms fall back
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Oct 3, 2013
Oct 3, 2013 at 12:47 AM UTC
imperfect fractions are very real
i only look good in half-light with a cup of motivation and music scratching in the tips of my ears bare no ill-fitting clothes the ill-fitting skin is enough just the meat suit and tight shadows curling up my legs and over my arms, twitching as they breathe down my neck, it’s an incorporeal kind of feeling this is a half-living you see, the most effective coping method, i’ve found. shut off half your brain and turn out all the lights easier for the shadows to find you then sit back relax let the phonograph sing you to a three-quarter dreamland where only the soft satin tendrils of sound stroke the insides of your earlobes and press themselves into your palms fall back
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Oct 3, 2013
Oct 3, 2013 at 12:47 AM UTC
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