darkfey

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I don't know what I feel right now; I'm not even sure I'm writingI'm pissing in this stream of consciousness.

Wow, rightSo, yeah...
I wonder whats going on in hereor is it out there. Who knows?
I need laidsex, fucking, I need to do it, some kind of expression of feeling
Feeling good feeling SOMETHING feelING anything

I'm not high enough I am not stoned

God what do I want, what do I need
did I spell god with a capitol because its the start of a sentence or because it is?
Ya knowI wish I had a spotless mind a cathartic delete button.

Mmmmm easy like Sunday morning
Hmm I need to think, think about something
Do something Boom?

I want to fuck a Suicide Girl and make love to a Suicide Girl, then sleep with a Suicide Girl
Girls girls girls

I want a girl with purple hair and a bolt through her tongueI want a girl who sees me and thinks of naughty things to do to memaybe fun maybe scary maybe painful
I dont know and I'm not high enough to see over the WALL.
Is there a reality out there???
Where is it and whats it doing there? Am I there with it? Am I here at all?

Fuck I feel so alone, spinning and feelinglike a wound with its band-aid pulled backnaked and vulnerable.
Shit its coldinside and outside and side-in and side-out
If I talk backwards, will I see my futures past?
If I scream right now, will anyone hear?
If I cry, will I still be alone?

Damned eggsI cant find myself in here!
I cant seem to find anything anymore
Everything I'm looking for is lost in front of my face
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