Music/title: Awful Things; From Indian Lakes
“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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