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(Source: aimee-likes-cats)

he was always there to help her out she always belonged to someone else

I want to disguise my eyes so they’re not seen and I can lie in my reply and say I saw nothing obscene. It was just another dream and though still I hear the screams, I just block them out again, an ever re-occurring theme. and what can all this mean?…. im broken

and ever since i was a teen ive been a fiend. puff another cigarette a slave to nicotine. a slave to the scene, of raging this machine only sixteen and so green so pristine and now…. so dirty

flashing back to nineteen, stuck between a rock and a hard place like that guy who cut off his arm before it turned to gangrene, i became mean. my words obscene, keeping you away from me day after day a new routine…. just getting lost