January 2012
30 posts
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sad, quiet music.
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It’s scary how many people end up on my tumblr from googling “sleeping pills and hanging.” Stop thinking about killing yourselves.
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looking out, past this dark, to that tunnel of light: pushing my face closer to the computer screen. looking around for anything that’ll give me the kind of dream i want to have instead of just these wasteful lapses in memory. a pink-skied morning. God breathing life back into this body. and these first reactions i get from other people when i walk sidewalks and grocery aisles are all...
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“Heavy Meadows”
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Watchjust being creepy in the low lighting and checking out my beard growth.
December 2011
36 posts
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i love puking. puking is the best proof of emptiness. everyone is spending time with their families and i’m staring into a toilet, it’s hilarious and everything makes sense.
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“I’m Always”
