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You've got your fingers snared in my veins.

I know that I'll never be content, no matter how small the number gets. I'm never good enough to meet my own expectations.

In all honesty, there isn't much to say about myself. My thoughts, my mind, the way I work, it's all wrong. I'm sick so the doctors say, I don't believe them. I live off messy, messy thoughts. These thoughts I have no control over. Distorted visions and false illustions of beauty. I am consumed by something much greater than myself.

INTAKE / WHAT I EAT /PERSONAL / MYSELF

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