January 2013
17 posts
December 2012
2 posts
Is it the sea you hear in me? It’s dissatisfactions? Or the voice of nothing, that was your madness?
November 2012
18 posts
October 2012
27 posts
24 hours: a witness →
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I’ve often thought about the day after I die. That’s when the realization will slowly sink in. It’s like when you pull up a teabag after the milk swirls in. When the leaves soak into the boiling water and suffuse their scent into the skin of people you’ve touched. I wanted it all to be clean. I…
