Tuesday, June 4, 2013

Neo-Nonsense and Nouveau Madness

I am plotting out my nonsense and madness in repetitive ways hoping to gain reactions, objects of concern, love from anonymous dangers, and soothsayer accounts of hesitation. Yet, I end up with nothing at all. I am forever held in my bubble of sorrow. It keeps enforcing the fact that loneliness is far better then letting myself get hurt again.

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