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hoodaze —>
I got offered a job today. Bookstore whore.

I got offered a job today. Bookstore whore.

brickhomes —>

brickhomes:

things are starting to
rub up against each other
getting back to the way it used to be
nothing is working right
nothing is clicking
and I am regretting everything
I think I am getting worse

brickhomes —>

brickhomes:

are we both under
the impression
that we were thrown
away?
or do we both blame
ourselves?
what’s next?
what happens from here?
where am I going?
will you be there, down that deep, dark hole waiting for me?
I hope you’re not there,
I hope you are above ground with the grass
and people, hands and smiles and all.

brickhomes —>

another tale of small town woe

Hell no, this ain’t a phase. I’m going to stay this way. They can’t evict this place from inside me. You may be gone but you won’t ever be forgotten.