Most of all I want freedom from the constraints which don’t exist, from the binding of my own making. From the contradictions; for they are many and I fear the poison spreading. Hard edge, soft coat militant.
Take my coffee to go. Oh corporation fooled me; I bought a plain tee and painted my face on the surface. This makes me different baby, this makes me, me. This makes my shallow existence all the more real. This makes my apathetic resistance a constant spurt of therapy.
Expression through pleasantries. Malnourish your sense of feeling.
Your complication, so sexy darling, so messed up yeah. You’re as dead as the rest.
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