scrawls.
travelling I always stop at exits
wondering if I'll stay
young and restless
living this way I stress less
i want to pull away
when the dream dies
the pain sets it and I don't cry
i only feel gravity and
I wonder why

and the sun was wondering if
it should stay away
for a day until the feeling went away
and the clouds were dropping and the
the rain forgot how to
bring salvation
the dogs were whistling a new tune
barking at the new moon
hoping it would come soon
so that they could die
- nelly furtado

my orphical identity.
melissa
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leave.
doll.

scawls on my skin.


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love should b transparent.maybe people don't take me seriously.maybe i'm seriously dumb.stupid.this time i'm serious.i cause too much hurt to myself.maybe i'm too lousy.too lousy for some people.inferior.i try to look at people who look at me but all i have is of one pathetic vision.i wish i weren't so stubborn.i'm not taken seriously.maybe i should be stern.people advice.people preach.i cannot apply.o wtf.i give up thinking.sleeping is the best drug.it makes me feel dead and all cold inside.only then can i escape.goodbye.

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