I need censoring
I look back over my words and they bemuse me
Are my thoughts real or am I so pretentious that I write to impress myself? .. today I am unimpressed
I was going to delete the last post, edit and rearrange it but whats the point.. then it'd be fake and there would be no point having this dumb ass blog then.. saves on paper (she said)
(all I'm left with is my ink smeared body because the rain washed all my memories away)
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