billybillybilly

First off, two things. Completely related.

The things you own end up owning you.

Im in. (spelled and spoken, just like that)

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Broke and busted up a bit but none the worse for wear, I present to you, myself. We're not out of troubled waters yet there kiddo and kiddoettes but we'll see what happens 'round the turn of the month and a couple beyond.

These cigarettes are fuckin' tasty. Tasty like cancer. Yeah, mmm... Gonna be sick but you're all fucking sick and I'm in wonderful company that way. Or is it custody?

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There was no note. You searched and searched and now you know where MY head was when you let me into your life. Looking around for reasons why, couldn't find them. Reason being, they were never there, and sometimes it's just better that way.

Strip away your conditions and allow life on its terms.

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You're going to do WHAT??? You expect me to not do WHAT??? You think I won't change HOW??? Maybe you're already gone, or maybe that's the end of chapter one, leading in with soft focus to see what's behind all these next doors. Here I am in your corridor, and it's dark so you'll have to suffice as my eyes.

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Words for you all, my audience. This is not a test. Where you are, what you're doing, this is NOT a test. You're being conditioned into bearing your next event. It's happening right now, and it is necessary.