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jonas whitney adam kara driskill audra

 
it gathers up in masses as it waits to spew from your lips like a speeding train exhaling to destruction. haste quickens as you blur out the stupidest shit that doesnt matter and once again starts another pointless battle of verbal insanity.

its times like these i wish i would shut up, sit back, and forget.



 ::: posted by Eddie at 12:07 AM


 
although sharing the burden, i hold the initiation to the crime. its true that when i sense seriousness to a conversation i get scared, but thats because i dont want to mess this up. its too good to mess up. simple as it may be, it still haunts thoughts, because everything counts. im glad you are here.


 ::: posted by Eddie at 6:46 PM


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