I Was Only Ever Good At Crashing Parties

I was only ever good at crashing parties,And staying holed up in places I didn’t belong.Leaving traces, then changing faces,I know I wish I never crashed yours.I’m guilty,In more ways than one,I know, but it hasn’t exactly been fun.Maybe I scared you,I didn’t mean to.This was supposed to be a fresh start, after all.Even if […]

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i’m not Atlas, but –

this defeat is much too heavy for me to carry- and although it isn’t the heavens that are upon me, I feel just as shackled, and just as burdened, under my pain and heartache. so I cave, I give in, and ask for a clean slate. and then I play new cards, use new words, […]

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