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Message |
Icy Blues
msg #1
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(this is long.don’t comment til I say it’s done)So here we are again. Tables turned. Same player with a few alternates,different positions. Let’s play again. Deal the cards and let’s see where we end up. Roll the dice,what do we have? I’ve been on all sides,how much could there be left to see? |
Icy Blues
msg #2
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There he is. The one I want,the one I had with someone who just doesn’t fit in the picture. Just like I was. All over again. Look who I have. I am with who I also had who always wanted me,but I’m trying to forget the one I want. Be careful,because who I have is completely happy. Just a poke could ruin him. Well,well. Look at that girl over there. |
Icy Blues
msg #3
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Look at who she has. She has who she once had that always loved her,but that isn’t who she loves. She loves who I have. She desires him and who she has is just to forget about who I have who is just to forget about what I want. Oh,wow. We are in a mess. I am just like her,but I am just like him and I am like the one I want and the one I want is just like her but the one that I have is just like her. We are all the same,so let’s roll the dice and play the fucking game. |
Icy Blues
msg #4
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How about a game where we break hearts for entertainment and laugh at the blood that is dripping from all of our fingers. Where things are stolen to prove our selfishness. Where being unsure is the only way. There are those who take it seriously and those that don’t care. The fuckers that ruined everything,the ones that only wanted to fuck and the sore losers. |
Icy Blues
msg #5
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Let’s hide our true feelings to show that we are stronger than we know we’re not. We know we feel the guilt,but none of us tell a soul. Maybe if we prod,we’ll get a fuck to keep someone around so they’ll soon leave again. Let’s let the world know that we don’t care although every piece of the puzzle is filled to the brim with pain and lonliness. How about a game of Russian Roulette? |
Icy Blues
msg #6
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After all,that is what we are doing. Spinning people’s hearts on strings like they are made of plastic. How about our newly sharpened razors on our fingertips. Oh,we use them so occasionaly,but let’s make this occasion last. |
Icy Blues
msg #7
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Let’s sit around with our weed,smoking up some new memories of regret that are much better than the old ones eating at our hearts. But when babies are born,they are hungry right away. Let’s shove it down with alcohol and intoxicate our bodies and vomit slurred,uneasy truths of our sober minds that we will forget the confessions and the reasons of the newly slit wrists beneath our clothing that no longer fits. |
Icy Blues
msg #8
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Let’s sit around with our hardcore porn and pretend that we are more immature than we really are. Pretend our lust can take over the love that we know we had. When having something beautiful that the world said was ugly made you feel the something that having something that everyone knows will fuck you and gives you credit never gives you. |
Icy Blues
msg #9
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Here we are thinking this is the way it’s supposed to be. Tell the world secrets that are only half way true and show your skin and tears to get it in their heads. I guarantee you forgot the real story. Try to believe yourself. Because fairytales exist. I lived one. And I still believe in it even though I saw the lies. It’s just one of those things beauty can disguise. Oh,darling the beauty of the world is far more magnificent than you could ever dream. And the monsters are far worse than they’ll ever seem. You will reach perfection and you will lose it in the blink of your pretty eye. |
Icy Blues
msg #10
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You will get what is adequate at best and get high. That’s when you get by with being happy. You will be happy. Then it will all fuck you over again. I just think the world is ungreatful. |
Icy Blues
msg #11
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Ok,I’m done. |
*HAILEY*
msg #12
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chill |
