If you break these moth wing feelings,
Powdering dust on your fingers.
We know we're not praying we're kneeling.
Hard enough just to say you believe them.
Well how the hell did you think you could beat them?
When at the same time, you're trying to be them.
Hard enough just to say you don't need it,
When they took it up while you were still eating.
Just enough, just to say you don't mean it.
Well, when everybody's willing to listen.
You can say what you want, you're forgiven.
Well happy ****ing congratulations!
Just like being in my own solar system,
Doing good things but then totally eclipse them.
Oh what the use, oh what the hell.
Detachments get praised and completed.
You can say what you want, and not mean it.
When no one really seems to be waiting.
If you sweep up this mess I've created,
Nothing's left to show I existed.
Except satellite skin.
Asking for a question,
Was it easier said, than was actually done?
Do you even believe that there's actually a race to be won?
Over innocent eyes,
I'd like to know these morbid opinions.
Get stacked in all those usual avoided spots,
Just to tell you how I could not have seen.
Through to the gist of those unhappy, Happy accidents.

I work a lot, and party pretty hard.
I enjoy art projects, exploring, music, video games, 4:20, and Mayhem in general.

I'm a pretty independent and realistic person. I don't expect to find my soul mate on here.
My intent is to meet chill people from the downtown/northend area and hopefully find common ground enough to be friends.

Simplistic and non-formal I say. Lets catch some coffee, a drink, and/or smoke a bowl.

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