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They don’t seem to realize I’m two courage points away from suicide. In the appropriately chic zone. Living on the razor’s edge.

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I lose all proper etiquette around you.

Like, I’ll start a sentence in your subject line …

and finish it in your body.
Then sign my name way at the bottom


after too much pause.

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drownthesedreams:

source x

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On Internet Poetry

perpetualunentitlement:

I wonder if strangers
Will steal my poetry

Then, wonder
Why it matters

Hint: perpetuity
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cursedvideogame:

"such nostalgia"

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cursedvideogame:

"adventures in afterlife"

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Go West, My Son Has Become Log On, Sweet User

grouchomac:

the day is sunny, the day is dark
and netflix always glows
social social social media
self-presentation
self-immolation
self-emulation
subscription to self
to other selves
reblog repeat retweet repeat rewatch
re:
re:
re:
loyalty loyalty loyalty to royalty
reblog repeat retweet repeat rewatch
other selves
in hope for reciprocal, cyclical
hearts and stars and thumbs up
in hope to be followed to … to …
in hope to be followed forever

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Quiet realization at the optometrist’s,

writing on a notepad I can barely see, in this instant, with my hands clasped firmly beneath my chin, I imagine my jaw chattering away to a million pieces and the stabbing in my chest is a world of tiny seeds slowly thrown. You made me a mix CD. Some part of you felt the need to convey a world of emotions in a 42 minute compilation of melodious sound and maybe I missed something in your desire to convey some sort of love to me. 

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custardbrioche:

silly season 7.5: untitled

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