deelusional
turrets of sensible non-sense. dive into that deep divide.
Sunday, July 01, 2012
Mornings are the worst.
You think you'll wake up without a clue,
but instead, you wake up and that waking moment, you know.
Every morning, that feeling that you let it slip away.
It doesn't let slip.
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