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In a world full of sluts, We keep the wet dream alive.

Trudging forward, broken, devoid of love. I am nothing more than scars.

27 October 1988
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Idk what I can say to somehow depict eighteen years into one cunning phrase. This is for me, not you really. I guess I'm not looking to meet anyone. The people who have stuck around for me mean enough anyway.

I am not afraid of what it takes,
to glue you to my side.
Even if it takes a little bleeding,
So be it.

And I could go without breathing,
And I won't justify it.
You just watch me.

I've got time to kill