catalyst of demise (xcatalystx) wrote,
catalyst of demise
xcatalystx

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piecemeal.

and it was only now that it occurred to me, the problem. i do not have a life, in the sense of a life being, whole, a working body. i have pieces of my life strewn about. like dirty clothes on a bedroom floor. like friends and acquaintances smattered about the world. like gas emissions left behind like visages. and how do i make everything fit together, when i keep pushing my arm back from picking up the pieces?
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