All these moments in my head, replayed infinitely until time lets me forget.  So much to say without the strength to say it, not as if it would matter at the slightest.  You're not even here anymore.  I like to entertain the idea if you had come back, rushing back  to me with such enthusiasm and with a hint of desperation in your voice.  At least this time I would take great consideration as to how I would treat you, knowing I've already lost you once.  But do you really think people learn from their mistakes?  I hardly think so.  I suppose the urge and the desire to act upon that impulse is still there but buried with time, or so thought to be.  Despite how many people are chastised, punished, or locked away, killing, murdering, and raping of the innocence still ensues day after day, year after year, and time after time.  How long do you think humanity has?  To stay and thrive upon this blue speck of dust?  This is what watching zombie movies does to me.

"If you look at the whole life of the planet, we... you know, man, has only been around for a few blinks of an eye. So if the infection wipes us all out, that is a return to normality."
~ Sergeant Farrell, 28 Days Later (2002)

Beautiful sphere of life, breathing in a disease, that incessantly crawls in and around her skin.  Cysts that create smog, her once luxurious natural exterior is being plastered over with the waste of parasites that don't even respect her anymore.  The once symbiotic relationship that flourished has turned into a parasitical one.  Poor mother earth, you die aching, you die slowly, until you can breathe again.
Remind me not of the regret I have lived through, but of what I have overcome.  But in harsh and distinct reality, what I have I really gone through?  Nothing.  Just nothing.  Trivial pursuits in hopes of something that I am not even entirely sure of, in order to impress people that don't give a shit or seeking the approval of those who won't stay long enough to care.
Everyone is so needy, so clingy and needy, with such high standards set in order to live.  I don't even know anymore.  I'm just so tired and cold.  Restlessness and listlessness lay me to sleep.
By the way, I still adore you.  Fragments and pieces of me that I still enjoy are with you.  Take care mi corazón.

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Mr. Postman - Cragga

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"It must really be a lonelier journey than anyone could imagine. Cutting through absolute darkness, encountering nothing but the occasional hydrogen atom. Flying blindly into the abyss, believing therein lie the answers to the mysteries of the universe."

~ Takaki Toono, 5 Centimeters per Second (2007)

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Has reached shelves today.  (づ｡◕‿‿◕｡)づ

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a separate peace

*GENE*//WXL//SMSHNG_PMPKNZ
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• MT EDEN BAT FOR LASHES: DANIEL
• THE SMASHING PUMPKINS TRY, TRY, TRY
• MODEST MOUSE LITTLE MOTEL
• THE SMITHS HEAVEN KNOWS I’M MISERABLE NOW
• 30 SECONDS TO MARS KINGS AND QUEENS (LA RIOTS VOCAL MIX)
• LUPE FIASCO SOON TO GIVE (BEATCONECTOR)
• WIXEL OFF YOU GO, LIKE A SETTING SUN

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for the love of god, am i harboring evidence of STOCKHOLM SYNDROME??!!!?11

perhaps you are my humbert.  or rather, you are my lolita.  my fleeting nymphet of beauty.  i stole your grace and here i am, to die, with the pit of aching guilt as the last taste on my lips.

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ALSO, make me some heart shaped kawaii desu ne~~ oniigiriz man.  tourney (SSBB) tmrwz.  whatevz.  i jus wanna play Mass Effect.

come heeeeere tank girl.

Oingo Boingo - Little Girls

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 So earlier today I had to wake up mi hermano.  The time in which I had to do so conflicted with my Mass Effect playtime.  I forced myself in a very unappealing manner to remove myself from the invisible chains that bind me to my computer desk.  As I tapped his shoulder and told him to it was time to wake up, he replied with, "When I'm interesting again."  Not entirely sure if this was spoken from him, but after him repeating himself multiple times I thought it ought to be true.  Or perhaps it was one of those moments in which your mind conjures up different phrases and words to replace what you cannot comprehend or your lack of listening skills.  I doubted myself again, thinking he was dreaming.  But again he mutters, "Wake me up when I'm interesting again."  This disheartened me beyond belief but as most would do, I didn't let shit phase me or at least let it appear as though it did.
It was twisted yet so sincere.  It displayed the dissatisfaction that takes root within each able human being.  Even in times when one tries to forget, they still remember.  Of all the aches and pains, truths and lies, each meaning of the universe planted within the human soul to stem out and create a web of divinity.  I look at him and he looks back with tired eyes.
My attention then gets pulled away and thoughts are drowned out with the flamboyant screams of RuPaul's Drag Race.  He ridicules me on my momentary interest with drag queens.  We both laugh.

note: I am not entirely sure he said this, however the assumption itself made my heart metaphorically pang.

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• Caramel deLites girl scout cookies make me want to have sex with human souls.
• PAU Liniment makes my room smell like old people.
• I shoulda kicked that girl in the face.

Moar later

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let me be yr personal jesus.
lauren ann, ♥, insubordinate.

仲良し(*`∀`)／♡＼(･∀･*)だよ

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