The beauty in art would, perhaps, remain pure without the tumultuous weights of pretension.
People everywhere fail to simply enjoy. They are either too lazy to care, or they vitally defend their knowledge of a melody, or prose, as if the aggression and agility of their response proves them adequate… for what I’m not sure. Conversations have become more like civil wars over the pseudo-wisdom each person possesses.
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I am a non-person.
Lying in my bed, attempting to disappear, I merely get thrown back into the reality of what’s going on in yours. Could I pull off the same thing? Most definitely not! Although, intoxication caused by lust & alcohol is known to render a girl irresponsible. (To say the least.)

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