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By Bijoux Date: 2005 Jun 19 Comment on this Work [[2005.06.19.18.55.1946]] |
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I used to love a blank page now it just means a place where I have to write my meaningless thoughts. I have become an automaton eat, sleep, smoke, pee forget Christmas forget birthdays I am a puppet to my hypothalamus just survive forget creating forget imagining I am not content at the fact that I am useless to you now used to at least be a place where you could cum. Now it seems you'd rather not. I want to write letters that send chills down your spine say things that make you want to pull out old letters and smell worn paper. I am crinkled and worn torn at the seams |