kickinglovers

Sacremented Hope.

I bleed a pretty penny.
Moving through the motions.
Spent like promisuous sex.
The debauchary tarnishes each nickle unregretfully.

I'm not playing these games anymore.

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Mechanical disturbance. electrocuted solid particals used to uphold the silent standing model behaviour. sweeping across the framework, each inch flittering with an uncanny resemblance to fish swimming in choppy current. diving and swooping, the bodies of long neglected cells shivered with anticipation. something was coming, change sented the air heavily, like musk; choking the surrounding senses.
Emotional disturbance swept alongside this change, sorrow building high behind his eyes.
They were in for a tough time, the road to stability was way off yet.

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I wake another person. With another heart, another's thoughts. I do not know myself. Or what i have done.

You know, i dont write my life here. There is no life to write. wake, work, sleep.. wake, work, sleep.. with the occaisional drink binge and crying session in between.
I need to stop being so lame.
And i thought i was cool.. in this reality. you know.. the world she said i lived in (alone and im going to die bitter apparently-yawn bore yawn).. i probably am cool, as i'm the only one here.


Fak.