thumb is one of @nhypens sets how could it be so unreal, surreal never expected you to be it, feel it for real I've always waited for you every day night and morning guess I got tired again thought too much about life, amen, maybe a little drunk over dreams too zonked to remember the names if I had a test on you, I've foinked it we try to when we dont need it survive for the others, i call it a slow-mo, capture the moment, and it's a fear, love you too much and it's an obsession. why set these limits for social monarchy shed a few tears and your the center losing thousands and no one cares do well and I'm trying too much? why ? you. you. your the love of my life and yet I look at you with a look of displeasure, acrimonious hatred and pure heartlessness. you are dirty but clean. why. you got me feeling like a psycho, yet you won my heart, no need for cupids arrow rule the menagerie like laohu but even now, your crumbling my words may not be enough but your actions are. digging into my skin written in blood-dark red your eyes in lust, when will your 'jokes' end? tell me? 'haha no' you. find me in the worst conditions. act like your the one. try to fool me. too gullible, 'oh too bad' your a target. show me, oh how love, closes into you. its claustrophobic. it hurts. i can scream. i can write. i can mail. i can tell. i can ask. no one hears. no one listens. no one. no one. you. you listen. you tell me. you. 'why cant you? you know that i cant!' 'oh, you cant? why?' 'they'll do more.' 'well then, I'll do my best' you. YOU DONT HAVE A BEST. you are a disgrace. may. even if. its amusing how using you can be excited of me tired of you crying alone. no one hears, no one sees. i would ask one question. 'are you; the broken half, the one that perceives me, discovers me, loves me, follows me, the one I truly and utterly love without any doubt?' and i. 'you.' 'yea i am. I'm the one. she loves me so much omg. shes so ............' well. you arent. you never will be. i cant trust you. i will never trust you. you are the devil. belong in the mountains of ignorance. no matter how long you pretend you have the zen, you cant recover. the pain you have brought the sins you have made. the darkness, the gore. i shall never forget. when will you. you.
