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my brain is rotting and all that rolls around the forgetful mind is eight letters i wish i could scream to get it out of my head. i love you. so darling? won’t you stay with me just for a little while?
star shine
My mushy, wormy, good-for-nothing brain. It sits sheltered in a cavern so dank. Between each wrinkle is a disembodied memory, fragmented and lost. Rotten is each past happy thought. Then there you are. Bubbles across my screen. Your screen name. And I So wrought up over nothing. And yet everything. My mushy, wormy, good-for-nothing brain. …
i’m in love with u, sorry
Love is a shout in the void. A shot in the dark. A simple complicated way of making life work. Love is 4am Skype calls. Love is pain and love is drowning in waterfalls Of hurt and love is wishing that you would fall In love with me again and again and again and I …