I used to be like that. Now I’m just hopeless and awkward.
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I was always hungry for love. Just once, I wanted to know what it was like to get my fill of it — to be fed so much love I couldn’t take any more. Just once.
I long to be inspired by the everyday ordinary things but I don’t quite find as much beauty in them as I do in the darker side of things. My inspiration comes from my own dark distorted perverted mind. The very thing that inspires is the same thing that slowly drives me further into the abyss. A conflagration set forth by the demon inside of me slowly inching toward an unwary angel. As the demon is enticed I find it harder and harder to keep him at bay.
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Dafuq!?
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0gre:
tbh if someone ever thought about me when they masturbated i would be really flattered
If some people only knew
What boundaries?
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The loneliness tears at me once again. This dark dismal thing. This loathsome terrible pain. Darkness with no light. Struggling without a fight. Heavy yet weightless, stepping forward as I regress. Boundaries and walls, dark corridors and halls. Always something in the way or something that holds sway. Fuck it, I’m done.
Is that why I’m so sore and tired all the time?
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