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i should be able to live without you, right?
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the same skin that i can't resist to smell and dwell in is the same skin that make me uncomfortable in mine.
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i am just another missed call, an unreturned call, a lost call.
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Twenty-sixth of February, two-thousand-fifteen.
I feel a euphoric emptiness inside of me, like when you're out of air when you fall into uncontrollable laughter. It's growing, reaching, sprouting inside of my ever intertwining veins. From the very tips of my toes up to the very hard inside of my skull cap. Out to my ten fingertips, a delicately vibrating and barely noticeable feeling within the palms of my hands and the soles of my feet. I feel how every little brick in the construction of my spine, feels safe. I feel how my organs sucks up the oxygen in my blood and thank me for still breathing. My whole body is pumping in speeding time with the blood pumping organ in my chest; my heart. And every time that muscle repeatedly works, the euphoria grows a little bit. I don't know why, how long it's going to last, whether I deserve this or not, but i'm going to enjoy it, embrace it, and hope that this is going to last. I'm writing this down now so that I wont forget it. I appreciate my ability to feel. There is nothing as scary as feel nothing at all.
Stages of Deterioration in the Human Body The Moment Of Death: 1. The heart stops. 2. The skin gets tight and ashen in color. 3. All the muscles relax. 4. The bladder and bowels empty. 5. The body temperature begins to drop 1 1/2 degrees Fahrenheit per hour. After 30 minutes: 6. The skin gets purple and waxy. 7. The lips, fingernails, and toenails fade to a pale color. 8. Blood pools at the bottom of the body. 9. The hands and feet turn blue. 10. The eyes sink into the skull. After 4 hours: 11. Rigor mortis has set in. 12. The purpling of the skin and the pooling of the blood continue. 13. Rigor continues to tighten muscles for another 24 hours or so. After 12 hours: 14. The body is in full rigor mortis. After 24 hours: 15. The body is now the temperature of the surrounding environment. 16. In males, the semen dies. 17. The head and neck are now a greenish-blue color. 18. The greenish-blue color spreads to the rest of the body. 19. There is a pervasive smell of rotting meat. After 3 days: 20. The gas in the body tissues forms large blisters on the skin. 21. The whole body begins to bloat and swell grotesquely. 22. Fluids leak from the mouth, nose, vagina, and rectum. After 3 weeks: 23. The skin, hair, and nails are so loose they can easily be pulled off the corpse. 24. The skin bursts open on many places on the body. 25. Decomposition will continue until the body is nothing but skeletal remains, a process that can take a month or so in hot climates, and two months or more in cold climates.

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I once kissed a boy who had sad eyes and lungs full of tar with spider like fingers that spun webs of apologies on my skin and I could say how his chest was soft despite the poison that resided there and how his ribs seemed to crack from the weight of a past heartbreak and how his spine shuddered under a touch of kindness, but I am not a writer.
January 30th, 2012