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Nothing Special - 8This resignated living; something simple as I (this is my calling) One second rate stamp destined to arrive three days late when all the chances reduce to nothing special. (this is what I’m good at) Close to last in line for a broken heart and willingly led to a slow poison to drink and when I die, they’ll beat me as I beat myself now into resubmitting (this is all I’m made for) A plain repeated task filler to charm the desperate back to living and leave myself grappling to fill the holes of a strained heartNothing Special - 8
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To the end of my world.night 1Tonight, I decided to walk to the end of my world and back.To the end of my world.night 1
I tie the straps of my sandals to my left wrist on these night walks, allowing my feet to sink into the sand and feel the coolness of each grain roll across them. The nights in this world arise differently from the days; the days are marked with heat and sweat, determination and clumsiness as I walked aimlessly throughout the dunes. Now, however, the night has come and the characteristics of the day now lie enveloped with elegance and frailty. The sun scorched during the day with a taste of rusted lemons, but the moon glowed with a creamed sugar taste to the air. the sta
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life and death; energy and peace. if i stop today it was still worth it. even the terrible mistakes that i have made and would have unmade if i could. the pains that have burned me and scarred my soul. it was worth it, for having been allowed to walk w
~ 10/10 stops made 2day
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hey hey!
y'alright soph, haven't got time to write journal atm coz trying to get into uni, but once i'm a freeloading student like you i'll have plenty of time to waste. [link]
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Soph
is a General Writer
is Female
is a deviant since Aug 18, 2003, 4:47 PM
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is located in United Kingdom
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Your musky lips, cramping smoke into halos,
love to finger obscenities and slander. I am a bitch now.
Don’t touch her now, this thing of waste. She’s
Empty. She’s full of spite.
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Your musky lips, cramping smoke into halos,
love to finger obscenities and slander. I am a bitch now.
Don’t touch her now, this thing of waste. She’s
Empty. She’s full of spite.
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