Sep. 30th, 2013

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There’s a cat in the window, of the house of my lover. Where she sleeps there alone now, or perhaps with another.

Oh, I try not to think about that, I try not to think at all. I get cocaine from a girl I met and my brother buys me alcohol. And I stay up all night walking through these houses I have grown to hate. And my parents ask if I’m alright, I say I’ve just been staying up too late. I need to sleep. I need to do something. To get this awful weight above my chest and keep the pretty ghost from chasing me.

So you say there are spaces, open and wide. Believe me, there’s days longer than nights. And you will be happy the minute you try. But you don’t try. No you don’t try.

And you speak of a fever, that burns you inside, as you explain to your mother how you wanted to die. And she kisses your fingers, says my darling, but why? There’s so much more.


Sep. 30th, 2013 07:39 pm
unholyquatrain: (2)

Your Interpersonal Intelligence Score: 0%

Your Interpersonal Intelligence is Very Low

This doesn't mean you're not intelligent.

If anything, you're more of a reclusive genius type.

You do your best work on your own. You are truly an island.


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