I'll just hit the bottle.
You'll find me at the end.
What is the purpose of this mess?
Lifting, shifting, sifting.
Head full of nothing.
Hopelessly navigating a bullshit life.
Best to snap a camera picture so you don't forget.
How's it feel?
Never realizing under the veil lies true beauty.
Friday, October 28, 2011
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