Life's gettin rough.
And I feel pretty lonely.
)':


Neurotic NostalgicOur neurotic nostalgic is sick with daydreams. Forcing signifigance into every little thing. Scanning memories of when he was happy. Looking at the carving while his eyes swell, "To know a Heaven, you must learn hell."Neurotic Nostalgic


dear.d, I miss the cigarette smoke, hanging in the air like thick curtains, making us coughhackchoke until we were weak. I remember how youd hold me almost too close and tell me that you would never leave, that God himself couldnt force you away from me. I just grinned and blasted rock music, inviting the rhythm to jolt through our veins and put our pulse back on track. beat. beat. beat. the music couldnt save you the day God did come, when your hearts rhythm died and the throbbing in your chest slowed.dear.
(knowing you, the admission into heaven wasnt exactly an easy one, but if there is a
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kafik
thanks
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