It's funny how not many people hear the pulse and sounds of each others heart. I suppose living so close to one another dulls the senses the same way it does when you live next to train tracks; you just get use to it after a while that it almost seems like it doesn't even exist any more... 1
I remember a time, long ago it seems, and perhaps I still hold a sense of bitterness in my chest towards humanity in general for it, for when I had lost my very esence of being.. no. my moral standings? No. The best way I can put it I suppose is my status. Yes. my status as some one much like your self. I had a family. A house, job that, to be truthful wasn't exactly my favorite in the world but, I could at least look myself in the mirror with out cringing. 2
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still writing it. i feel so out of place when writing since, lol i end up writing everything out of order.
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