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I feel strangely drained like a bleached Polaroid taken in the dark. Life is largely color/less and so god **** tiring. If I close my eyes the black space between flickers gets longer and longer. Maybe if I close them hard enough I'll lose years instead of minutes. Everything I once loved is dull and so god **** color/less.
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Jul 29, 2013
Jul 29, 2013 at 11:35 PM UTC
color/less
I feel strangely drained like a bleached Polaroid taken in the dark. Life is largely color/less and so god **** tiring. If I close my eyes the black space between flickers gets longer and longer. Maybe if I close them hard enough I'll lose years instead of minutes. Everything I once loved is dull and so god **** color/less.
jeremy-2
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Jul 29, 2013
Jul 29, 2013 at 11:35 PM UTC
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