nothing to say.
hell. that's not true.
but it's easier than true, and that's what i go for these days. and i feel nothing but awful. like a waste of hide. with the rot catching up, coming to the surface.
i've been here for over an hour. writing. and erasing. and over and over.
there's nothing i can say to do justice to this.
hell. that's not true.
but it's easier than true, and that's what i go for these days. and i feel nothing but awful. like a waste of hide. with the rot catching up, coming to the surface.
i've been here for over an hour. writing. and erasing. and over and over.
there's nothing i can say to do justice to this.
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argentumblack:
oh well...there is always next post.
whereigrow:
Hey, glad you're back. I wanna come visit sometime when you won't be swamped at work...or it's not 4AM....Maybe your work isn't such a good spot. Let me know what's up 
