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We're all dead here, so go ahead and smoke. Have a drink. Play a game. Sleep, or don't. **** Go! Tear yourself apart living, if only just to spite the bored and the apathetic. Outside is warm and trees or cold and grey. It's nice, enjoy. I'll sit here and wait quietly. Not just bored. Not only apathetic, but made up. Illusory. A reflection in tinted glass, waiting for something interesting to happen.
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Jun 12, 2015
Jun 12, 2015 at 9:38 PM UTC
Smoke and a Mirror
We're all dead here, so go ahead and smoke. Have a drink. Play a game. Sleep, or don't. **** Go! Tear yourself apart living, if only just to spite the bored and the apathetic. Outside is warm and trees or cold and grey. It's nice, enjoy. I'll sit here and wait quietly. Not just bored. Not only apathetic, but made up. Illusory. A reflection in tinted glass, waiting for something interesting to happen.
jaime-nautte
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Jun 12, 2015
Jun 12, 2015 at 9:38 PM UTC
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