Listening to Boy 8-Bit on a Bright Friday

Because!!! Everything’s precarious and defenseless and airless so I truly think in fairness to the balance as it stands that you are not facing something that a million others haven’t so don’t drag it thick around your ankle. God, it makes you look so poor and heavy as an anvil. We should shuffle somewhere nicer there are cigarette butts here. I don’t know what I’m thinking so I’m purposely unclear but there’s something wholly futile in attempting to keep flames burning for weeks without the oil that happened to share her name. Inevitable, I guess – doomed, I suppose. Nevertheless I’m still finding clothes in the corners of closets or deep in the drawers. Please would you stop it? I don’t want anymore. I guess that could be the difference between you (the first) and me. Your problems happen to be the first of their kind in history while I am stuck inside some rhythm that I bitch about on here. I don’t know what I’m thinking so I’m purposely unclear. All those bastards going 60 clear from the left lane because I’m coming and I warn you: I brake like a train.

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~ by perfectionatrix on March 19, 2010.

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