Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Every movement that surrounds me peeves my mind
Every time I hear a pinch my nerves ache my mind to flinch...
I dust you off but still remember... every way I killed myself with you last December.
The lightest breath of what's unholy reminds me of the matromony.. Reminds me of the days I was skinnier... I always wish I was skinnier.

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