free the chimpsthe limit gets pushed, further and further each time. how far will it be next time? a tree? the ocean?free the chimps
the question is, really: will you let yourself be found? or is this one of those cries for help you hear about all the time?
crying is for sissies. father knew best.
you were the only kid who hated the zoo.
everyone sees beautiful animals.
you see depression and loneliness.
always with the melodramatics.
the beer is good, the music rocks. you're older and maybe a little wiser.
wise enough to know that if something's worth doing, &nbs
emotional broodingthrow it away. leave it behind. you didn't want it anyway, right?emotional brooding
who are you kidding?
you say you're so tough and so in control,
but you don't know what on earth you're doing. you're going to end up killing yourself.
a slow and painful death by your own hands.
suffocation would be kinder.
your sister tells you her story of love just before she tells you goodbye. "look how happy I am. I love you, little brother.
you're right. mom and dad really don't understand. but they love you too."
it's really just the calm before the storm.
procrastination.this is the story of a scared little boy. a little bastard terrified of being alone. this story has no happy ending, and the little boy knew it never would.procrastination.
this little boy, he grew up alone. with no friends, he quickly found that the only person who truly could ever understand him was himself. his father hated this little whelp; the kid couldn't do a damn thing right. he didn't know how to act as a man should, and it seemed to this father that his son was just another of his daughters. the little prick cried like one, too.
his mother loved him. unconditionally. she doted on him day in and day out, and for many years
what am I?find me, make me. give me, take me.what am I?
do what you want with me. just don't try to change me. or keep me. or stop me.
I'm everywhere, invisible. a constant of life. to you, I'm limited. but really, I'm eternal.
or so you think.
I witness everything, and I change it. you can't stop me. can't change my direction.
use me wisely. soon I'll leave you lying in the dirt. I won't even remake you as you were.
or will I?
I'm not your friend, or your enemy. I'm the neutral party
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Allie
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"I love the delicate shadow of she, Wanting me to be."
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