d soul can win.

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this was an old text on mah phone o.o kbai

unresolved conflicts I'd cast into boundless wind, as the world subsequently inhereted my heavy burdens. The race to escape the inevitable that no triale

wly consuming the vitality with a wall of stone. Nothing enters or escapes. If I were to pray, what could I say? Please help me get past this day, and gu

urn to in my time of grievance, so in the light of my darkness, I wish to repent.. For all my sins, those subtle lies I've kept buried within, and those

ide me, as not to be lead astray? Give my life direction.. Point me in the right way so I can try throw down the best effort I may? I know not where to t

finetly remains the same. People ignore it like I wish I could when I recall my own reflection. The burning gaze is etched into my soul;an infection, slo

n. Vein, that I wish I had the will to drain. My appearance has changed, and in some ways I have, too. But the look in my eyes that I cannot hide most de

slip over the edge forever... I wish I could caln down but there's such a profound restlessness bustling in the air that I know it's not but a cry in vai

sane yet. If you could see me, you would just know. No need for am exchange of words....
Decisions... Too many.. I need to get my footing back before I

e a long night. Why must I go through such a rigorous hell? My own mind is relentless. Was it because of my anti-depressant..? Well, I'm not really quite

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I'm doing so badly right now. I don't know how much blood I lost.. But it was enough to make me sick and feel like crap. It's going to b

e meet again
at the circles end~

ation.

I'm merging into night..
Sleep brings peace.
No pressure of thought among stars.
Only observations.
I'll be watching.
Until the beginning
when w

arko is the best movie ever. Just throwing it out there. There's so much raw truth to it. Everyone should see. The underlying theme becomes my new realiz

t to hurt you......
My baby..................
Huh? Tears? ..why?

oh god....too many reasons...

"Anna Begins"- Counting Crows

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wow......

Donnie D

ct him like.. I wish someone would have protected me. He's sheltered from that. Oh, my little one. I'm glad you're happy.. It makes me happy. I don't wan

s me when he had trusted no one before. He'd been hurt alot, like me. Now my love is all he'll need. I've never given him reason to not trust me. I prote

ove equally, if not more. To him, I'm his mom. And he IS my baby. Cats are simple. They live for pleasure of touch and food. Of simply living. Paws trust

ying next to me purring. I love him.. He never leaves and never hurts me.. Ever. He only loves, and cries, and I comfort him and reassure him that he's l

. What the difference is between who I am, and who I wish to become. Ew.. Regurgitated enchiladas ~"~;... Bleh. Vomit. Aww..
my little baby kitty is la