

Demons I Confronted.We live in seconds, minutes, hours. It's never enough, to satisfy. We live in hours, days, months. Still never enough. The years, decades, centuries, pass us by, and we feel cheated. Time is cruel in that sense. You can't trust it, to be there for you later. So live in time now, and tell yourself you're satisfied. We both know you're not, but sometimes, you just have to lie.Demons I Confronted.


The Party's Over.Anymore, I'm only happy at the bottom of a bottle. It's a sad truth, an even sadder reality, To know that I've let it come to this point. That's not to say I don't have good moments, outside of that bottle, but really it all goes back to that. I have tried, to find that wonderful peace, elsewhere. But, it's not happening.The Party's Over.
That kind of thing happens, you know? It's often caused by that one feeling, nobody can seem to rid themselves of. That horrible, draining, disgusting feeling of rejection. Think about it, you're not good enough. Maybe later, the
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Silence the violence; release the peace.
Haikus are easy,
But sometimes they don't make sense.
Refrigerator
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"You're not your job. You're not how much money you have in the bank. You're not the car you drive. You're not the contents of your wallet. You're not your fucking khakis. You're the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world." -Tyler Durden.
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Silence the violence; release the peace.
Haikus are easy,
But sometimes they don't make sense.
Refrigerator
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"You're not your job. You're not how much money you have in the bank. You're not the car you drive. You're not the contents of your wallet. You're not your fucking khakis. You're the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world." -Tyler Durden.
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Silence the violence; release the peace.
Haikus are easy,
But sometimes they don't make sense.
Refrigerator
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