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The void beckons to the faulted.
Meaningless art (just like my life tbh)
Drip..
Drip....
Drip...
The sound of the water crashing onto the porcelain pierces my ears.
But it's not that kind of piercing, not the 'gotta stand up and fix this'-type.
And even if I would like to stand up to fix it, I couldn't. I'm frozen, falling into the abyss, in a timeless place without any meaning. Everything's so meaningless.
And I'm just like these droplets, falling.
Falling deeper..
deeper....
And deeper...
the only thing i miss about you is that thick cock you got in those tight ass jeans
And when at last you find someone to whom you feel you can pour out your soul, you stop in shock at the words you utter— they are so rusty, so ugly, so meaningless and feeble from being kept in the small cramped dark inside you so long.
Sylvia Plath (via quotemadness)