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Feb. 21st, 2014 01:16 am
I DON'T KNOW IF IT'S JUST ME, BUT IT SEEMS THAT THINGS AREN'T CHANGING. EVERY DAY IS PRETTY MUCH THE SAME, WITH A LITTLE REARRANGING. IF I DO NOTHING, I CAN'T FAIL— NO BLISTERED HANDS, NO BROKEN NAILS. KILLING TIME, I'M PARALYZED WITH BITTER DREAMS AND HOLLOW EYES. I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR A REVELATION, FOR A MOMENT OF CLARITY. CONQUESTS AND CONVOLUTIONS RICOCHET INSIDE OF ME. THERE COMES A TIME FOR THROWING CAUTION TO THE WIND. I FEEL THE PULSE AGAIN. |
(trigger warning: visual images of child abuse; verbal descriptions of abuse, alcoholism, murder.)
( boy, you're gonna carry that weight a long time. )
