| Goooooddd tiiimeeeesss |


Start Wearing PurpleWhat you smiling vacantly thinking gave the regular mindStart Wearing Purple
to the bags, face, hands
forgot slowly, how to fix
I reserved what you insulted to make I reserved what sense I had.


A Possible EndYou were whistling. Whistling. Packing your bags, dancing around the room, and whistling.A Possible End
You'd never been more beautiful to me than the day I knew I was going to lose you. I'd never really realized how delicate your wrists were, or how your feet sometimes barely touched the ground when you walked. My head was still foggy and light from my medicine to take the clarity away, and it took me a ridiculously long time to understand what you were doing.
"Where what are you doing?" I spoke slowly, not because I was high, but because I wanted to make sure every word was in the right place. I had to be so careful with you. &n


Patron SaintYou told me you would stop.Patron Saint
"Just for you!" You said.
I closed the door and smiled. I was too young to think you might be lying, but you couldn't deceive my nose. The next day, and the next, and the next, and 4th of July, and Father's Day, and Christmas, and every time I saw you in any of your numerous temporary homes, I could smell in your clothes that you hadn't kept your promise. I could smell you destroying yourself every day. Knowing your countless diseases, you probably forgot minutes after you made that promise. I never did.
After your third death, (the only one that stuck) I didn't really feel anythi

Cosmic*
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Sorry I'm late, I forgot my afro.
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"People are only jealous of other people's freedom because they believe in limits that don't even exist."
ZabuAnko
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GREAT-O! C'mon! C'mon! I'm heating up! C'mon baby! Hey! Hey! Hey! Come face me! It's fine to leave it to wonderful me! You came, huh, boy? Welcome! You've already lost. All right! Moeruze! BAH-NINGU!!!
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"Bleach - an aquired taste. You have to be at the end of your life to enjoy it."
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I'm alot of things...but mostly myself... and if you can't handle that... -waves goodbye-
I'm the auther of my own life, but unfortunatly I'm writing in PERMANENT MARKER and can't erase my mistakes... <3
ILoveHim
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'Cause we all end up in a tiny pine box, a mighty small drop in a mighty dark plot. And the mighty fine print hastens the trip to our epilogue. {Epilogue!}
~REPO-Army
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