January 2011
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napoleonbonerparty:
Beautiful but sad creatures, we are. The words that come out of our mouths are dry and ill-meaning. We spend days we could spend living wishing we were dead. We sleep through the sunrise. We waste our talents, project ourselves through media outlets, forget how to speak out loud. We procrastinate. We demean ourselves. Casual sex, cigarettes, caffeine, cancer, cancer, cancer....
“and i’m starting to laugh
like an animal in pain
and i’ve got blood on my...”
– (via shizzabangboom)
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