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disordered lovei.disordered love by ~aliasdefeat
so you've heard of dissociative personality disorder, so you know it. i'm like an indie child, with my hands caught up in my hair, a tantrum on my tongue. i won't be stuck in this common ground of the mind; no man's land of psychology. i won't be having any of that. not now. i paint my fingernails a vividly pale pink, and they shine and smell like kerosene. you don't think the colours are worth it, because it is changeless, but i don't want things to change anymore. i know you'd sooner be a chameleon to disorder, but i'll hazard the guess that you grew up with home in the soles of your feet, and your world in a cardboard
Sorrow 
