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i'm not woth much
7:45 p.m. 2004-08-28

We're all born invisible and reversion to our own sympathies leaves me parked outside your house sitting alone and waiting. Failing that there is a screaming shadow sitting in the seat behind echoing these melodies with trailing thoughts that hate who we all are. And who you are means i'll never love you like you loved to love us break apart. In sadism she writes to me and in death i'd write you back but you'd never read these letters. Regretfully yours, Jakob.

In times of tragedy we are fire and gold erased behind your simple betrayal with a nod and a smile. Fuck you all i'm fucking wasting so much time just trying to make you smile (and somehow you never even noticed)

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