; lyht leaves the eyes—expelled by a relentless laesr of poignant realisation that reality is but absurdism x impossibility.

Tuesday, 27 August 2013

the corners of your mouth the new scale of the hopelessness quotient. now your lips point distinctly downward and there are hot red tears in your eyes.

ive never felt this helpless. nobody i can help, not you or me or you or anyone.

i wish someone would understand, because i don't.

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