I slowly open my eyes and i see a room of clean clear glass a virgin i am a virgin and my eyes have turned ice blue my skin gone pale white that is the idea of a virgin to people everyone is a virgin those stupid slogans about how life fucks you all is just for humor and everyone knows that they will be alright in the end because the end is the end is the end is the end when will we all awake in the glass room never its only mine the glass room is mine all mine all mine all mine all mine i can huddle in the corner of the glass room if i want and the glass will press up against my skin and make it cold like the dead. always when im paranoid people watch.
Reason for writing:
pictures in my mind....
Birth sign: Aries
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