The Apartmentwith twelve apartments crammed within these walls the sounds, commotion always strikes my ears the squeaking floorboards, crying, ringing phones what keeps me up, the barking dog upstairs?The Apartment
The carpet floor is splotched with many stains the color changed, now dingy, quite destroyed. the faded paint, the dusty window panes Within the sink are things you should avoid.
is this the dreary place I have described a filthy, noisy, place of much dismay a home so bad that one cannot reside within these walls? Is that a fair assay?
a messy house, a place that's
stuck in my headThere's no escaping you for you are in my head I cannot even get away when I go to bedstuck in my head
you don't really leave when I say goodnight inside, you're still there when I turn out the light
and though it feels so good, I am still afraid that when I wake up you'll have gone away.
I don't understand it but you are what I need you're all that I want you make me feel complete
even though I know that you aren't even there I still feel you close but is that what I fear?
Just to hear your voice to
srsly
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"For long you live and high you fly
The smiles you'll give, and tears you'll cry,
And all you touch and all you see
Is all your life will ever be."
-Pink Floyd
What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire deviant life, that there's something wrong with the story. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.
You take the blue pill, the story ends. Your browser closes and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland. And, I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.
I offer only the truth, nothing more.
Take: The Red Pill
Take: The Blue Pill
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The Angry Deviant
Random Deviant
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Cheers.
Knees: owie. ._.
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