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Anonymous
Posted at 8:06 pm on Dec. 2, 2008
if i were to pick away all the bits of you there'd be nothing left. my arms would pulse with nitrogen and oxygen and platelets, all empty empty empty, pouring out promises and half spent dreams. i couldn't stand to look at them, regardless of the lack of veins, there's no blood but there's always always life. to speak in terms of me is in terms of you, mimicking and flattery and on the verge of pathetic. i am not a self, i am everyone i have ever loved and everyone i have ever lost and everyone that i've made cry and comforted immediately after. i am not a woman, i am a monster, or the closest thing: a patchwork doll.
we can call it unique.
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JackieisBlue
Posted at 8:16 pm on Dec. 2, 2008
ouch.
RampagingRetard
Posted at 8:14 pm on Dec. 2, 2008
Hmm yes full of love.
filliam
Posted at 8:08 pm on Dec. 2, 2008
how lovable
Renesmee Cullen
Posted at 8:07 pm on Dec. 2, 2008
A Vampire
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