June 2011
Lost at sea, lost at sea...
Won’t you come away with me, drink peach tea with me and keep me company? We’ll come across and island and make it our own. Forget about the society that took away our happiness and demanded our souls. Let’s make a house of palm trees and watch the moon while listening to the howls of the wolves. Peace? Yes.
Sayonara
Restless. Sad thoughts. Shake them off. Hear the call of the wild. The itch in your skin. Scratch until it bleeds. It turns out everything’s slight and thin.
Everything is constantly on edge. So fragile, in a second what you love could be gone.
I blame myself. It’s the way of life, and it’s gone on for thousands of years, but I still blame myself. Because taking it out on...
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Big Shot (Hands in the Sky) - Straylight Run
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“Adversity has the effect of eliciting talents, which in prosperous circumstances...”
– Horace
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I'm so disappointed.
And sad.
But it doesn’t matter what I think or feel. There’s no place where I’m supposed to be, no one who needs me, and there’s no purpose for me to be here. I’m still just something out of place that needs to be removed. Like a stain or a smudge on some monotone landscape portrait. I’m useless.
I’m sorry.
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