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"We carry pain inside of us instead of love. We do this because we can take comfort in knowing that, at the very least, we are feeling something.

And this pain is real, it is.

Just the more I think about it, the more concerned I become.

What happens when the pain just isn't enough?"

-Ambient Strippers, Broken Ice, by Christian A. Dumais



...you add loneliness to it. That should fill you up enough to keep your mind occupied. And, when it really comes down to it, you can find some valium, and then you'll be completely full, because your mind won't be so in tact.


"We have no future
heaven wasn't made for me
we burn ourselves to hell
as fast as it can be
and I wish that I could be a king
then I'd know that I am not alone

Maggots put on shirts
Sell each others shit
sometimes I feel so worthless
sometimes I feel discarded
I wish that I was good enough
then I'd know that I am not alone"

-Marilyn Manson, In the Shadow of the Valley of Death, from Holywood


It's not that I miss having someone, it's that I miss having a distraction. Now the weight of the world and her pains has room to settle in my mind. All the cycles of endings and nothings and no beginnings. All the tears and broken hearts, the tragic stories of beauty. It revolves around me. Some find beauty, though. Some find love. Some find joy. I just pray to all dieties that they don't discover what endings are. This life is worth it if at least someone can find what they are searching for. I feel lonely in a thousand different ways. There is nothing to fix. It's all tragically beautiful, with broken wings that have been ripped away to prove to us that we could never fly to begin with. If only we can accept that, we could at least learn to walk.

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