I remember a time when my mind was so pure and my intentions so good that a thought such as the one I'm thinking now would ruin my almost nonexistent existence
An identity so small my bones could whither away with it
I remember a time when emotions were identifiable and I could tell the difference between being alone and lonely
I remember a time when my small world was not filled with people who wanted to f*ck or wrong me
But I don't remember a time when my mind was left without powerful worry or emotions that ripped my personality to shreds
I find it funny
Life
The way it chews you up and spits you out carelessly
But still manages to need another taste
Maybe to remind itself of the feeling against it's popped tastebuds as it gags recklessly
I find that funny
I remember a time when that was not funny
Simply sad
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