The Destruction of Everything
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Thread Topic: The Destruction of Everything
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In which I pretend privacy exists on a public forum. This is my new personal thread. I don't want people to come in here. Not for anything. Not anyone.
Do I expect this request to be respected? Of course not, but I ask it as kindly as I can nonetheless.
(Title being the name of an album by Adair. Similarly, the subject line, "The Destruction of Everything" is a song from the album, as is the sub-title line, "The Beginning of Something New".) -
I had more to say on the subject, but s--- gets in the way. I'm weighing my options. Please give me time.
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Incubus is one of those bands with a lot of power of my emotional state. I can vaguely hear one of their songs playing in the basement, and it's making me want to cry.
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I think I'm probably not old enough to be so sad about the time I wasted. I had a very small window of opportunity when I was little, just a little space in between completely unconscious and completely miserable, and because I was so little, it went to waste. I wish I could feel like that again.
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quiet grumbling
who the f--- cares
such dramatics but you were right
you won't be missed -
ahahaha
I can't stop smiling this is so funny
just listening to you talk about how other parents are failing at parenting
like you're doing so f---ing well
talk down on those motherf---ers if you want but stop talking like you have any business being a mother
you have failed us all as our mother -
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my children
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I just changed my notification tone to a single Honkfriend honk
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(tell me what your worst fears are)
(I bet they look a lot like mine) -
Let me just say so here so I never forget.
Angel is a problematic motherf---er and he can't do s--- for himself. He's insensitive and disgusting.
Nonetheless, I'm more than prepared to kill for him. Just to be clear, to any future version of myself that may be in one of my month-long hatred spikes for him. Stop it. Please take care of him. You love him. This isn't worth it. -
It starts with weed, but she wants more.
Something potent. Something more hardcore.
She drops to the floor with foam coming out of her mouth
from doing a bunch of drugs she didn't know s--- about.
When she was alive, she thought she had friends
that had her back, who were there to defend.
They close their eyes and pretend not to see.
That's what drug addicts do-
they lie, deceive, pretend.
She's broke, but not broken. -
I'M BROKEN NOW, I'M CHOKING NOW.
THIS IS HOW IT FEELS TO BE LET DOWN.
I'M LETTING OUT.
I NEED YOU NOW.
I'M YOU BROTHER AND I LOOKED UP TO YOU. -
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whispers urgently to laptop screen I still need more black romance songs
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