maladaptive coping mechanism tester, deteriorating mess,
hoe for Pluto etc.
I love you, H.
evidently horrible at introductions.
say hi?
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poetry: messagestoanonymous
other picturesque melancholy: textisdead
twitter @cloudstains / @glennunedited
chapbooks yumpu.com/cloudstains
or
scribd.com/cloudstains
Quotes by wearestarstuff
i am literally hating every single real-life social situation
i'm being forced into right now please leave me alone
and understand the meaning of 'no' thank you
i'm not sure which
to blame:
my eyes, for witnessing your beauty
my nose, for taking in your characteristic effervescence
my brain, for registering every stimuli
or who
that is, you.
You're on
your way.
Everything's routine, so you're dazed.
You weave through the crowds, and on to the train.
Something jolts you out of your reverie.
It's a tingling, surging high.
A high from brushing shoulders with a stranger.
As brief as it was, it makes you wonder:
How long have you went without any human contact?
some shout; trying to vent their
anger, or to let out their problems.
some write things; things they've longed to say, sending them
off in bottles.
some venture out; on solo expeditions, taking with them their
primary motivation — loneliness.
some end their lives; bringing down with them a lifetime of
insurmountable challenges.
some scatter ashes; accompanied by the tears of those who care
about what was once sentient.