Infinite Roses
I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that’s real Johnny hurt 
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My mother taught me this trick: if you repeat something over and over again it loses its meaning, for example homework homework homework homework homework homework homework homework homework, see? Nothing. Our existence she said is the same way. You watch the sunset too often it just becomes 6 pm you make the same mistake over and over you stop calling it a mistake. If you just wake up wake up wake up wake up wake up wake up one day you’ll forget why. Repetition by Phil Kaye (via electric-wish)

(Source: myheartgoesbumbumbum, via falldowntherabbitshole)

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What a wicked game to play, to make me feel this way.
What a wicked thing to do, to let me dream of you.
What a wicked thing to say, you never felt this way. wicked game by James Vincent
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