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oxymoronic therapy mandatory repose of the mental foundation slowed in a language for 2 years old, relaxation impossible with a setup so tactical telling me to be open and closing the door right after you

i think what i think dont matter especially after this interaction im sent to have and they claim a lack of compassion

post evaluation it was found that i was fit to seek the treatment they insisted i resisted for no reason

yeah ask me about a problem
talk to me like im hollow
i could do this all day sh-t just talk to me til tomorrow

if only ed gein was hеre he could lend mе a mask to borrow
appear in a lifejacket to watch you drown in your sorrrow
iris stabber with a glass im collecting until the jar full trying me a marathon on a million concealed marbles
pull and reveal the -rs-nal arteries equal particles picked apart til you partial, wrap the parts in a parcel
apparently the evidence shown is a preface to the point that stress is procreated my favorite crutch is a little joint but i could benefit even more from being a android with a string to pull
and slit in the back for the mass to slip in coins

you get it all one day you’re a delicate human specimen still you’re a novice mentally
yet to begin progression
hours pass along we have yet to begin the session sit and listen and no speaking unless it’s to answer questions

this may feel like a punishment really this is a lesson you can tell me everything we’ll pretend that you never said it
doctor patient confidentiality has set in but you share at your discretion just try not to get arrested

headsp-ce overcrowded
neurotek advanced lapscan 4000
imagine yourself playing the piano in the mountains, keep your hands and feet apart and concentrate the pain to feel it more that way we’re sure we get some good results

walkin contradiction like a pacifist neo activist
yelling stop the violence the act preformed is inadequate
enter the lair of expertise a bag of bones im draggin
like a f-ckin psychological horror anime protagonist

haphazardly haggard and self hazardous
insatiable ate rappers and still ravenous
walkin contradiction like the pastor with a pack of bricks or most the sh-t that finds the way out the lips of the baddest b-tch

maybe that’s the issue it’s how i been lookin at the sh-t i can’t thank you enough for reminded me all the bad in it
i do believe there’s some things in this life that we dont have to get
but i just finished moving past it thank you for unpacking it
no no really actually im starting to get the grasp of it so when i make mistakes i just tell myself its an accident detaching my intent from the action and pleading abstinence the absence of the evidence isn’t evidence absent is it ?

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