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It consists of this, all of it and none I found solace in that which I could not hold but only cherish as fond memoirs of a terrible moment in time Never full, never empty it turned into an addiction derogation of the unwise, with no premise bawls and shrieks have no place here this is silent lucidity capsized hundreds of expressions explaining one thing one thing that explains it all Destination: lost with no means to propel the self into a promising new day, pray tell, what will break down the wall self loathing and misanthropy creates alone in a crowd, here, but far away none of it is that important anyway The smile stealer, grin eater mood killer, running short of edification It's never alone; in bed with misery the smallest things distress the grandest of thoughts wanting reprieve, searching escape as if you could die and stain pride? No Cowardice is lower than this not worse, just pathetic but please, ignore my terrible advocacy, everything is half off today I'm feeling generous.
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May 4, 2014
May 4, 2014 at 5:45 PM UTC
Disappointments for sale (inclusive of despair)
It consists of this, all of it and none I found solace in that which I could not hold but only cherish as fond memoirs of a terrible moment in time Never full, never empty it turned into an addiction derogation of the unwise, with no premise bawls and shrieks have no place here this is silent lucidity capsized hundreds of expressions explaining one thing one thing that explains it all Destination: lost with no means to propel the self into a promising new day, pray tell, what will break down the wall self loathing and misanthropy creates alone in a crowd, here, but far away none of it is that important anyway The smile stealer, grin eater mood killer, running short of edification It's never alone; in bed with misery the smallest things distress the grandest of thoughts wanting reprieve, searching escape as if you could die and stain pride? No Cowardice is lower than this not worse, just pathetic but please, ignore my terrible advocacy, everything is half off today I'm feeling generous.
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May 4, 2014
May 4, 2014 at 5:45 PM UTC
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