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leah vitiello
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Reading: european philosophers from descartes to nietzsche
Watching: this
Playing: with my hoodie strings
Eating: hoodie strings
Drinking: coffee/water
its like vegas,
u arrive,
there are bright lights everywhere,
stimulation for ur every sense,
sex is dripping from everything.
it a 24 hour, 365, playground for sin.
a fucking black hole of debauchery,
black jack, poker, a little roulette...
its all a gamble.
you can walk in with everything,
and peace out with nothing.
follow the trails of broken hearts
and ask the ones it leads you to,
how did you get here?
the answers will differ.
from heart to heart,
one less heartbreaking than the next,
one more pathetic than the other;
this guy lost a leg in 'Nam,
chick over there overdosed on meth,
another poor bastard got railed by a fucking drunk driver.
your life...
job
family
relationships
school
everyone has a las vegas.
their sins,
the place where its infinite dark.
where u wake in the evening.
and crash at dawn.
breaking up the coke with ur caesar's room key,
wiping the blood from ur nose,
hookers and endless hangovers...
we burn the cigarettes down to their butts
forgeting to even smoke them.
so warped off this place
u almost leave ur addictions behind,
only to find a temporary fix.
wut happnes here, stays here...
viva las fucking vegas.
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