My brain is a collaboration of genetics, bad experiences, lessons somewhat learned, meaningful and pride, heartache, fury, adopted wisdom, and all the other things nobody cares about.
Friday, January 29, 2010
(posted via txt)- Memories of a man that died, leave me breathless now, as if a vacuum tube were attached to my mouth. My lungs contract to the size of raisins, breathless. . .
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