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its so clichedToday, I’m sitting in a coffee shop, reading a magazine and people watching. Damn, life is a piece of shit cliché. The fact that I'm still sitting here, writing in a coffee shop, people watching isn’t much better, but at least it’s a step up, or diagonally, from one cliché to another. *shrug what does it matter, my coffee isn’t judging me.its so cliched
It’s weird to think that all the people passing by have their own lives, the children skipping by will inevitable loose their innocence and become excrement of the world just like the rest of us. It is so much more simple to think that what is here and now is all that exists, al
by ~singthestars
untitled 9i am going crazy crazy in my head where did they all go oh no, they are all dead i am in a padded room with white walls and white floors i am stuck in here i cannot find the door what is this needleuntitled 9
ow that really hurt now im feeling sleepy 6 feet in the dirt
by ~singthestars
untitled 8dance with my christopher walken i want to dance through elevatorsuntitled 8
and office floors, swing through the fountains,
and out through the door, onto the street into
the real world, where the neon glows and the
streetlight blocks out the stars, i want to skip
through the concrete jungle to where the real people are,
where are the real people?
by ~singthestars
untitled 7will you remember to hate me for all the bad things i've done will you remember to hate me for every argument i've wonuntitled 7
do you think we can go on just like we did before do you think we can go on not fighting anymore
do you think i can forget you for how much you made me cry do you think i can forget you i cant, you made me die
by ~singthestars
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