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And on those first days, 5am would be the time I’d say goodbye. And now, time merely taunts me.

Disparity

This is not what I’ve expected. All of these things are masked. Most days I don’t feel any different. I should be numb by now, and I should be disconnected. Why am I not? Why is everything still fresh and raw? The wound has been made, and perhaps it’s my own fault for picking at […]

Civility?

“Well sweet Daniel did you give her the vengeful Flitz treatment…?” “There has to be more to the story…” Such simple words, but now they seem to bother me. Am i that bad? Maybe i am. Maybe my words were harsher than I’d believed. Thank you for the reminder of how sharp my tongue can […]

My Twin Flame…

Though you’re gone, you never stray far from my heart. I wish you all the best as you pass into you third decade this day. Happy birthday. May you continue burning brightly, always.

and though we are strangers…

…i knew there was something big today that i couldn’t place. some reason 0717 was standing out. happy birthday, briana.

“…all the drugs in this world won’t save her from herself…”

 

July 5.

Today should have been happy and celebratory, but it won’t be. Never again, actually. So eager we were, so hot, and so impassioned. But everything broke, and everything fell apart. Visions cracked, and lies were strewn, and somehow in the middle of it all the one common goal was overlooked. Well, such is the way […]

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Today…would you even remember? Very fucking doubtful.

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And another…this dream I’ve seen before and I remember it, I was trapped inside a locked house that laundered money, the sham was they held and hosted parties, no one ever remembers, the missing people flyers were stapled in their safe room, but someone else was there, others were in the room, who the fuck […]

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Large wooden door, inner city that I don’t recognize. I knock. I’m answered by a smirk, and a door slam, and then the door locked from the outside, followed by yelling and a pile of things I don’t recognize. Two seconds prior, I have her pants. They are green, dark green, corduroy. This isn’t real, […]