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recent morsels

  • honeyloops
  • english exam vs family
  • hey boy
  • he lost me left me.
  • ding ding ding ding
  • you want me inject me bacteria
  • learning
  • selfish
  • if only i couldt stop thinking i matterto anyoneto...
  • i believe in scissors.

my other links.

  • my art
  • my tumblr

old morsels.

  • September 2004
  • October 2004
  • November 2004
  • December 2004
  • January 2005
  • February 2005
  • March 2005
  • April 2005
  • May 2005
  • June 2005
  • July 2005
  • August 2005
  • September 2005
  • October 2005
  • November 2005
  • December 2005
  • January 2006
  • February 2006
  • March 2006
  • April 2006
  • May 2006
  • June 2006
  • July 2006
  • September 2006
  • October 2006
  • November 2006
  • December 2006
  • February 2007
  • March 2007
  • April 2007
  • June 2007
  • July 2007
  • August 2007
  • January 2008
  • March 2008
  • April 2008
  • June 2008
  • July 2008
  • October 2008
  • November 2008
  • December 2008
  • February 2009
  • March 2009
  • June 2009
  • October 2009
  • December 2009
  • May 2010
  • January 2011
  • September 2011
  • September 2012
  • April 2013
  • March 2015
  • March 2016

11.7.06

crashhh.

oh, well, you know what it's like -
right?
a dusty fucking suitcase
with dust inside
jesus. i could never know what was inside of you.


i am a waste of time and space.
i simply am not me.
but then again, i lie so much
who is going to know.

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whispered by killa b at 5:43 PM | 0 answerphone msgs