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Mourning…
Too much light in this house.. too many windows. never enough hours of sleep, without you my eyes wont close without the lullabye of your breathing beside me so, i drag through the days am dragged through the nights… surrounded but never alone. dying when you leave and reborn with every meeting… never breathing in between.. never taking a breath.. no rest for the forever in mourning.
Caitey, Scott and Zacc (whenever you add me)....post your favorite memory..or photo...about being scared
…because if you stare into the abyss long enough…the abyss stares back at you…
“It is always by way of pain one arrives at pleasure.
Marquis de Sade” - deep inSide my PsyChe… 
Sometimes I can see right through you…its my robot eye…much more exciting than just shooting you. 
sometimes….i rap in the mirror when no one is looking….shhhhh…nobody knows but you |
