sphinxradio speak up, please
i like it when i can hear the words
but sometimes, your brain works too fast for your mouth
and i don't understand what you're trying to say
it's a gripe i have with you, and you know it.
that's okay.
sometimes i don't talk at all.
pushpins christ, just say it aloud, you know you want me to hear your anger. Its hearing the low rumble of thunder and wishing the lightning would just hurry up and hit you already.

the suspense is so fucking boring. the monotony of it all just drags me under and drowns me.

stop muttering.
oren I dream of a world where people speak up.

It's because of muttering that the words, "what" "huh" "pardon" and "eh" are so over_used.
what's it to you?
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