Rag doll with a broken chain

[robinbloke]

Tears in the rain? Theres nothing left for crying, nor the will; washed up and squeezed out everything is just a pain or an effort. I feel like an empty cardboard box in a store full of surprise toys. No faith to loose, but all my feeling has been ground down to coffee rinds. Backwards is misplaced hope, forwards is a void that I really can't be arsed to go towards or care about. I need a break away from everything, everyone, everywhere because I can't even talk to myself about it anymore.
C'est la vie.

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*sends supportive vibes*

[karohemd.livejournal.com]

That holiday should hopefully distract you enough.