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Casting calls for every romantic and platonic blunder,
a lead role in my catastrophic, paranoia adventure.
My head is aching, the visuals are fading,
The buttery treat unheated on a plate
inside a room that is doused with bleach.
"I'll never eat again!"
she cries, as the shutter releases,
and she stuffs the hanging half back
into the moving car.
I'm in pieces on the linoleum again,
but this time without a partner,
stroking my hair,
or attempting to shift the mood
with an unwanted kiss.
"I'll never write again!"
she scribbles furiously
into an anonymous notebook,
as the local policeman stands
inside the door frame
tapping his foot.
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✿blush puppy
wow wow wow
dude
this is the best one
an incident with bleach and frantic panic
thanks
it kind of sums out how insane i've been feeling lol. i tried to put some essence of me as teenager, but i may of lost the plot somewhere in there.
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