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June 3, 2011 / quietlystrange

just thinking….

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everything is in a massive fog.

what i want what i want is impossible to define this last week…too much lost time, lost space lost me in this vile illness and then the fear that brings on this.

This music. He wants. Do I? Do I? Can I? Is it realistic? and will I just end up in a puddle on the floor again just like the last times…I’m too fluid, and it hurts that he takes advantage of this….so much so….just like they all do.


Clouded head.


Clouded head.


Lost and fog bound.


You’re worth all this really?


you think you’re so beautiful?


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