there is no context for what i feel; it isn't what everyone expected. i'm just messed up +these precise decisions crumble +fall under the pressure to fall in love. (because everyone's doing it). i am surrounded by pictures and cd's, each reflecting off of the other. i celebrate the ideals i used to have, +throw a mock funeral (c'mon, everyone's invited) for all the buried beliefs i collected in the debt of goodbye.

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