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Think of a man. Or what once was a man. He's spider-like. He's smiley. "Lanky" is an understatement. You could wear him like a scarf, if he weren't so bony.
Hold the image of that sweet little face in your mind. You've seen him everywhere. I know you have, because you wouldn't be reading this otherwise.
Then next time you despair, remember him. Imagine looking deep into his eye...sockets...in a silent, intimate exchange...
And ask yourself: What would he do?
Would he self-deprecate? Would he give up? NO!!! NO, HE WOULD NOT! HE'D GET AWAY WITH MURDER AND LAUGH ABOUT IT! AND BE LOVED BY ALL INTO ETERNITY!
So, have faith in yourself. Even when you're knocked out of the sky, get back up again. Make amends. Stitch wounds. Do what you should have done however long before, but don't look back.
It's not over until you're underground (and you stay put). Oh, them bones, they make them bodies walk. Them bones, them bones — If they could only talk!
One of many "thoughts too esoteric to bother immortalizing in my paper journal."
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IvyneBlanca
i love men!
same <3
by Armastus; ; Report