January 2012
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“WHAT DO YOU GUYS THINK I SHUD HARM THE ANTS OR LEAVE THEM BE? TRUHFULLY THERE...”
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“WHO HAS BEEN LUCKY ENOUGH TO SEE A QUEEN ANT IN REAL LIFE? ITS PROB DISGUSTING...”
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October 2011
3 posts
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In a nightmare, I am falling from the ceiling into bed beside you. You’re asleep, I’m screaming, shoving you to try to wake you up. And like before, you’ve got no interest in the life you live. When you’re awake, your dreams still follow storylines, like fictions you would make.
So I lie down against your back, until we’re both back in the hospital. But now...
September 2011
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Sing to me. I don’t want to wake up on my own any more. Don’t feel bad for me. I want you to know , deep in the cell of my heart , I really want to go. There is another world. There is a better world. Well, there must be. Well, there must be. Bye… Bye…
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My dream girl don’t exist. Just you and I and this TV and this illness seems to feel so strange. Like a henchman that’s about to hang the moon up like a ball and chain and set the sands ablaze
