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And so he was punished with her lips. Their chemistry made his whole relationships doomed from the very beginning. And there was nothing he could do. It was hopeless.
I was just arriving. Had to grab a bus. Then i had to walk about 1km to get there. It was pourring rain. I could baerly even see. Finally I got there. The locked down smell. The dusty air around my eyes.
As I dried myself with the thick dark blue towel. I saw the most beautiful thunderstorm ever.
There is only one thing in my head right now, and I would like it to be violent.
And so every time I watch a movie and it makes me feel like I was on extasy, I secretly give it a trophy in my mind.
Toy it was Wristcutters: A love Story.
And yesterday
Pump the volume up.
Thank the lord for movies.
They are white with a head filled of colour orange. If your lucky, they are just white as snow and taste like mint. Those annoying killer sticks. Today I threw twenty-six of them out my window. But yet, every time I see, smell or just imagine one of them. My mouth starts craving them. Those fucking annoying killer sticks.
I wish somebody did. Hold me that is.
Today i got home from school and cooked the besy dinner ever. I think ive never felt so domestic.
She really is tryng to write. Something. Anything.
But nothing comes.
She stands up from the computer seat.
Maybe a shower will help. Maybe some vodka will help.
Yea, Vodka always helps.
She fell down, again.
Fuck.
She couldn't run around central park without falling on her face. This time it has the lip, she was bleeding, the cold iron flavour filled her mouth. She ran as fast as she could to the garbage can.
As I wonderes between the store i found her, THE most beautiful acoustic guitar yet to be seen. Cost = 5000 dollars. FUCK
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