Superficiality is a disease
I feel best when I am suffering
from the loss of my material things;
I feel the worth of the items leak
out of me like a sickness or an infection.
It's creeping just below the surface,
my shallow skin making for a terrible
grave for such emotions.
Give, give to the creature of want,
it craves for you to give in.
I am giving in. I am giving in.
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Uuugh. Everything I own is breaking. My iPod, my scanner, my camera which I've used ONCE, my sculptures in art. And yes, so that's where this comes from.
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