You gave up being good when you declared a state of war… (I DON’T BEHAVE, I DON’T BEHAVE, OH EH)

Music/title: Kill V. Maim; Grimes
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“Oh, the fire, it’s alright.
The people touch it-
I can’t touch it, even though it’s mine.”

. .. …


I couldn’t think of a single trait of hers I carried within me.

Was I happy?
Would I really want to be like her?

I sure used to think so.
I haven’t thought of her in a while.
I haven’t needed to.

She could be dead with all the others as far as I know.
…Wouldn’t that be a treat.

Do you think most daughters wish their mothers dead today?


Can you even stomach the concept?

/ / /

And I do what I can.

And are you happy with what you’ve become…. (Can you tell me loudly?)

Music/title: For The Silent; Say Anything
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“It’s not much better than death,
Giving up on everything.”

. .. … .


I keep thinking I’ll get lucky.
That just the right person must be out there, somewhere…
I am hopeful.  I am nostalgic.  (I am lonely.)

And it consumes me.


Why should I care?
Why should I need them to ‘complete’ myself?
[ Because you’re weak. ]

Faith in humanity… To think that people call this a strength….
It’s a fucking hindrance to my sanity.

. … …


Maybe he made me this way,
Maybe this is how I’ve always been..


…Does the road traveled really change this outcome?