Mood:
Listening to: Burd Ghul - A & J
Reading: Glamorama - Bret Easton Ellis
Watching: Dancer in the dark
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My Heart At A Self-Help Groupthe state of your stupid skin your heart-shaped lips i hate you for being the pinnacle of my current desiresMy Heart At A Self-Help Group
thinking of you makes me feel like shit


BannedThere's a secret little pocket of me in you And I tuck it farther with every passing face It's all smoke and bloom And the cure and vermooth But I'm in need of it as I'm moving on An anchor to a place Where dreams are never full And the pockets of you Are just crusty letters and unclear photographs. I'm convinced you did exist; But not enough to feel a force Like wind tearing through time A presumption you were mine When sleeping nine to five As I combed my lengthy hair. And my mother never knew And your lover didn't either And my songs are fBanned


Personal StatementI am almost finished.Personal Statement
When I reach my very own epoch, I'll give you my keys; And I'll fuck off in the car.
My Personal Statement claims:
I am a willing and able young woman
But today's Personal Statement would truthfully read:
I have had enough. I'm off. And I am not, or shall ever be, "a team player".
I always hated beat poetry, and I have not read Ulysses.
But the BBC's idiot guide was quite entertaining.
And as a point of reference, you should know, that underneath my smooth veneer, my
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