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People are over More, I want more A handful... I still feel so empty. 20 more texts sent. Body to body we stand awkwardly talk. Pushed into corners. I'm still so distant. So empty. so far from where I'm currently standing, uttering and murmuring. Pouring in pouring out. All these faces blurring, looking the ******* same... Same small talk same story about how they are where they go to school. BlaBlaBlaBla YapYapYapYap *How does it feel to be a ******* puppet? I say. How does it feel to be nothing special? I say. How does it feel to ******* feel??* Oh, the weather? yeah, it's as inconsistently consistent as this ever so bland cup of coffee conversation. Wow Me. Make me want to turn my lights on.
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Oct 3, 2013
Oct 3, 2013 at 7:59 PM UTC
june-west
The Others.
People are over More, I want more A handful... I still feel so empty. 20 more texts sent. Body to body we stand awkwardly talk. Pushed into corners. I'm still so distant. So empty. so far from where I'm currently standing, uttering and murmuring. Pouring in pouring out. All these faces blurring, looking the ******* same... Same small talk same story about how they are where they go to school. BlaBlaBlaBla YapYapYapYap *How does it feel to be a ******* puppet? I say. How does it feel to be nothing special? I say. How does it feel to ******* feel??* Oh, the weather? yeah, it's as inconsistently consistent as this ever so bland cup of coffee conversation. Wow Me. Make me want to turn my lights on.
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