Broken hearts and empty cups I try but just can't fill. These are pieces I find that keep me going. Pieces that keep me awake. Pieces that keep me dreaming.

5.August.09

M-isc-ARRIAGE

Perpetual victims

Walking tight ropes between functioning insanity and delirium.

Walking corpses

So consumed by want and self that compassion and empathy are abstracted.

Sorority abortions

False ideals about the time frame of love sold by television screens.

Frankensteins

Blame your makers. Anyone but yourself.  Stitched together with lies and delusion.

Peter pans

Stunted by dormant deep seeds. Enablers welcome.

Suburban soap operas

Wherein you play the main character. Your role is defined by your exit.

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