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(sub)reality: sublet your mind, invite communication (pat)RIOTS in your low-ceiling hallways - angry, screaming voices on a Saturday night & it's not even 11:30 yet.. I've chosen to live in anti-ignorance for any sound heard directly below my new picture window (which my past self is envious of, by the way..) this place: w/ hate & love all in the same day & sometimes even in the same moment toward ourselves, our loved ones, our children it seems like it's always somebody else's fault for our own targeted (mis)fortunes.. I'm not a void & I'm not avoiding the words but it's such a strange feeling..
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Jul 21, 2011
Jul 21, 2011 at 9:48 AM UTC
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(sub)reality: sublet your mind, invite communication (pat)RIOTS in your low-ceiling hallways - angry, screaming voices on a Saturday night & it's not even 11:30 yet.. I've chosen to live in anti-ignorance for any sound heard directly below my new picture window (which my past self is envious of, by the way..) this place: w/ hate & love all in the same day & sometimes even in the same moment toward ourselves, our loved ones, our children it seems like it's always somebody else's fault for our own targeted (mis)fortunes.. I'm not a void & I'm not avoiding the words but it's such a strange feeling..
mish
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Jul 21, 2011
Jul 21, 2011 at 9:48 AM UTC
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