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There's regret, shame, and a dozen dozen times of 'I wish I'd take it back' That's of mistakes, blame, and misjudgment decorated with two licks of misfortune. You, me; everyone. But I don't want a time machine. Not because it can't work, theoretically, nor because it'll be a mess if it did I don't want a time machine. I want that **** on my back. I want my cut hands. I don't want a time machine. I want my insults to stay. I want my old friends' grudges held. I don't want a time machine. I want my lost to stay dead. I want my living to stay alive. I want me. This me. And you. And everyone. So there's that stuff in the first two paragraphs, and there's peace, and it's been staring me in the eye for way too long to miss.
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Oct 8, 2018
Oct 8, 2018 at 7:03 PM UTC
Follow me, to your bed. Finally, dude.
There's regret, shame, and a dozen dozen times of 'I wish I'd take it back' That's of mistakes, blame, and misjudgment decorated with two licks of misfortune. You, me; everyone. But I don't want a time machine. Not because it can't work, theoretically, nor because it'll be a mess if it did I don't want a time machine. I want that **** on my back. I want my cut hands. I don't want a time machine. I want my insults to stay. I want my old friends' grudges held. I don't want a time machine. I want my lost to stay dead. I want my living to stay alive. I want me. This me. And you. And everyone. So there's that stuff in the first two paragraphs, and there's peace, and it's been staring me in the eye for way too long to miss.
By the way, what's the opposite of Back to the Future?
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21/M/On a chair
Oct 8, 2018
Oct 8, 2018 at 7:03 PM UTC
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