the bits and pieces of a mind no one really knows.. this is the place for my daily rants. almost like a vomit of the mind, except with a little thought put in. if I get bored sometimes I do random lists.. and when I'm really tired I attempt overexhausted poetry. it usually doesn't turn out well...
Monday, February 6, 2012
all I can do is love you to pieces.
he can't exactly function properly, with the lack of energy forcing him to stop and take naps when he doesn't have the and the turning the heaters all the fucking way on all the time so it's a fucking sauna in his house. he just wants to go die in a puddle in everything that is bad about the world. at least that way it would make sense that he would be unable to function anymore, seeing as he'd be dead.
<3 <3
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