boredom killsthe appetite
the thoughts
the mind
the functions...
in the end, you lay there - stoned, spaced out, mind's just zapped from everything.
just when you think it's moving on, finally.... you get sucked back into the past that haunts you. the voices that never go away, the thoughts that rushes through your mind when you ask them to stop.
you then ask yourself: " what went wrong?"
Miserable
P.S- I’m really sorry for the cut & paste message, but I have been so overwhelmed these past few days. I really wanted to thank each deviant who has supported my art, and this is the only way I’d have time to do that…so please forgive me
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La grande affaire et la seule qu'on doive avoir, c'est de vivre heureux. Voltaire.
l i n e .
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"It has been said, 'time heals all wounds.' I do not agree.
The wounds reman. In time, the mind, protecting its sanity, covers them with scar tissue and the pain lessens. But it is never gone."
-- Rose Kennedy
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visit my gallery>> [link]
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let's sit down and talk.
a nude talk.
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"It has been said, 'time heals all wounds.' I do not agree.
The wounds reman. In time, the mind, protecting its sanity, covers them with scar tissue and the pain lessens. But it is never gone."
-- Rose Kennedy
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"It has been said, 'time heals all wounds.' I do not agree.
The wounds reman. In time, the mind, protecting its sanity, covers them with scar tissue and the pain lessens. But it is never gone."
-- Rose Kennedy
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