03.28.15 [27/52] And I still hear your voice in my head, saying awful things… (Am I still clean enough?)

Music/title: Awful Things; From Indian Lakes
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“Breathe slowly, sink in..”

. . … .


Maybe this was the way things were always going to be.
Who was I to question anything-  Who are we to say what is right and what is horribly, horribly wrong?

…Maybe everything wasn’t so bad after all.


I think I’d like to feel something now.

/ / /


Sometimes I wonder if I’m fooling myself,
And if I’m actually still in the middle of figuring out where I aim to be.
In unrelated words, I am on a book hunting binge, and would like any and all suggestions !

I like the abnormal.
I like dark humor.
I crave literature that makes my childhood seem like a walk in the park. ::shysmirk::

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