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i. there is frostbite in my veins and i'm trying to remember that this isn't a race but i can't help feeling like i'm always second place and i just wish i didn't need people. ii. bitterness runs through me like blood and i am b                    l                          e                        e                                d                                  i                                n                                       g          jealousy                             out. and god, i am so hypocritical but hey, at least i'm honest. iii. i could word vomit into every notebook i own and come up shaking,        

you could fit a galaxy in the purple beneath my eyes the day sagittarius made me the target in his mind. cancer killed my grandmother; aquarius ran dry; libra lost her balance and fell out of the sky. pisces fell for orion, hook, line, and sinker; perseus claims that he's just a social drinker. leo can no longer roar; gemini don't get along; lyra refuses to play another song. aries and taurus got into a fight, and still they battle night after night while virgo prays to the gods that everything will be all right. boötes is screaming while canis sleeps, because the poor dog is tired of herding sheep. cygnus and pegasus stand side by sid

there's no amount of caution signs to warn of the slip-ups i make; i'm sliding down a four-lane highway speeding toward the exit sign when suddenly i can't remember how to drive. i keep forgetting to signal when i'm switching emotions and end up crashing into someone else, and now i've got all these fines to pay with no/due/date so i know i'll never get to them. maybe i should be making more time to learn how to control this but it doesn't really feel worth it at this point. i'm tearing through an industrial zone trying to ignore the construction when i hit you in a head-on collision. and now we're something, and i'm not sure what, but i k