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I'm afraid that if you look at something long enough - it loses all its meaning - Warhol

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Nov. 25th, 2012 | 09:02 pm
location: Sitting in Chairs
music: Trip-hop

I take life by the pipe because I forgot how to be sober
And I don't like what I'm like so much now that I'm older. . .
                                       . . . and when I can't stand the conversations they carry on around me
                                       I disappear, it's so weird, but to this day no one's found me

Everything IS losing its meaning for me.  I feel like I've thought about some things so much, broken them down into circles so often, at this point it's all pointless!  Nothing seems to hold any significance to me any longer.  I don't understand it.  And I'm pretending incredibly well.  I need to leave to empty my cup - to empty everything that's already inside of me, all the perceptions, all the opinions.  All of the circles.  I want to break so many rules - because there aren't any rules.  Not anymore.  

Sometimes my dreams are in words - that's why I tell so many stories
I go out of my way to make sure I'm not boring
live my life like I'm like a modern day gypsy
at least that's what you'd think if you talked to my friends - they all miss me

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People kiss me and tell me my kisses are perfect 
and I don't tell them thank you - I don't think they deserve it
I let my lips conjure bliss upon pieces of select men
like their hips, little nips, just to hear them say again
then I slowly sip on the slips of feminine gasps 
that I hear with these ears - compare and contrast

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