TerminalSick of living, Unwilling to die.Terminal
I won't die from it But I'll sure as hell die with it.
BailIf this was a movie, I would have this, you better believe it. The dark room, swinging overhead bare light bulb, hands tied behind my back with the world’s best poker face painted across my mouth. An overweight, balding cop would come in, lay a box with my name on it on the table and say something like “You’re in a lot of trouble, kid.” Of course, I would allow a cool, sneaking smile to cross my face, look him in the eye and laugh coldly as if to a small child. “You have nothing on my, tubby.” I’d spit, and he would become unnerved enough to exit the interrogation room. One for Devan, zero for the Harris CouBail
HeartbreakIt really doesn’t start fast, and whoever coined the term was fancily mistaken. Its not a snap, or really any form of break at all. It really doesn’t seem like you’ve lost anything for a long, long time. On further thought, maybe it’s not the heart at all, it’s more the lungs if you get my meaning.Heartbreak
It starts with a sit-down on the couch, and the other heart. No, not the one breaking, the steady thumping of the one you’d stop a bullet for, the one you couldn’t love more than anything in the world slowly beating in your ear as you lay next to your beloved. Something inside, deep inside tells
Arazona
Neutral
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Computers are useless. They can only give you answers. - Picasso
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