psyki i'm just barely here now.

maybe ¾ gone.

and i'm staring at a kazoo.

on my desk next to a drawing.

of a rocket and a cat.

i can feel sleepy.

my left arm shaking uncontrollably.

i wonder why this is.
cigarettes and chocolate milk breathing...shabby writing and twisted much so little, why can't the room sit still. bum bum goes my feet to this it's not there, resumes and go aways once more, stop the flow of fingers, veins, hairs, rainclouds tainting and taunting...unnatural sunshine 011117
floyd Barely her elbow nudged mine and I realized I might never be closer to her. 040312
u Sick_Fantasies bizarre magazine barely there 050614
what's it to you?
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