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Monday, 7 September 2015
07:06:09 PM (GMT)
"yr so fucked" "like seriously yr so fucked up" red string that connects the cartilage crushed together a nose that forgot it was broken shit i hate that ridge i was born with it nervous laughter chitters, explains away i have my mom's nose red string drips blood brothers we sat shaking in your car, faces aching palms turned upwards catching a pact in our shredded hands you left a year later "i don't think about it as much, it's getting better" you slosh around in my stomach red string bubbles i watched my arm bloom against the scalpel fentanyl detachment, a distant observer mild disinterest abscess all the papers scolded "i don't have the money for this" the doctor laughed "i'd be surprised if you did" i sat on the curb and stuck a finger into the tender muscle red to blue wire a buca di beppo waitress ran across the parking lot and shook me awake "oh man i am fucked"
Last edited: 8 September 2015

BlakeButcher198 says:   8 September 2015   840791  
That's deep
clements says :   9 September 2015   261004  

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