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Nov. 23rd, 2012 | 10:10 pm
location: couch
mood: Itchy
music: Macklemore


Slow like honey seduction as your touch makes me function
so correctly - we connect and I start to feel the corruption 
A husky giggle consumption as your fingertips suction
to parts of my body that just haven't been touched and 
you slowly implode me I feel my body exploding
and I like this excitement so much it's still showing
when you lay down next to me snoring as if the whole thing were boring
my smiles diminished, along with my glory 
but it's okay - I'm not whorey, I just wanted a story
that didn't end in pretend but this one i'll be ignoring
like molasses it'll pass this void low in my heart
slow like honey, but funny, how quickly it starts 

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I'd like to intercept myself at the moment.  I have no idea what I'm doing.  I hate the way I feel about myself.  
I can't function tonight.  -- I feel like an ugly person.  Ugly in my soul.  Ugly in my person.  

I can't think.  

I need to leave my house - no one is here tonight - I kind of want to hide away.  But people are inviting me out.  Several options are weighing.  This sounds so fucking idiotic to be even reading back to myself.  What the fuck is wrong with me!?!?! 
Get out of the house you fucking FUCK!



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