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September 2010



I’m better at night. Because the darkness stretches on and time does not matter then.
The day, however, is bipolar. She is morning and she is afternoon.


In memory of

There are some songs that bring you back in time. Like how sometimes the smell of some things brings back vivid memories, there are some songs that do the same. An out of body experience that isn’t alien, every sensation flowing through your brain to the tips of your fingers just acutely familiar. And it is eerie as it is lovely that I remember how everything used to be, and I remember what I was fighting for, what I was living for, and what I was dying for.

They were tears now remembered fondly of.
Those were the times I was most alive.