Tuesday, 15 September 2015

Such A Riot

     I can't get out of what I'm into with you. I'm leaving my town in a few days. maybe even weeks. But the point is that I'm leaving. I thought I was frightened, but I'm not. I actually embrace the fact that I'm going to be alone. There are only a few things I'll miss.
     I simply wander around some familiar old alleys and streets, getting used to walking alone. I don't care. I want you to faint. And crawl back to dust. It's never even there.

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