Try.
Try to love yourself...
She loved me here
among the ravenous mountains...
.
We are always searching...
It starts much like before.
I strip the walls...
This won't be very long, I promise,
because words aren't substitutes for memories...
I exhale murdering judgment
..as newborn angels hover...
Things I'll never do again:
1. Pop little reds...
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5/25/2011...
I try to stir you
gently...
August rushes back and forth. The land
brought to this blonde haired boy is unfamiliar...
Ebony voices sculpted my hands
until I was clutching cold metal...
.
Tough...