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DEFUNCT

& loneliness becomes the shadow you spoke to

&
Music wakes me from the sleep of survival

Candy Claws - Ceres and Calypso in the Deep Time

Tobacco - Maniac Meat

Soft Moon - The Soft Moon

I think it's only a nostalgic feeling

the feeling of having forgotten something that tantalizes, remembering only that there was once something you knew

Is something more or less important for having been forgotten? Does it matter more that it's impossible to know what you don't know, when you once knew it?

I think it's a matter of not trusting, a ( Read more... )

Having determined to make a large loan payment this month, and now having to be very careful again about spending my funds, it seems easy enough to slip into the old routine of minute financial decisions and budgeting that was once absolutely necessary. It has a strangely comfortable familiarity.

For a while after graduating I've been enjoying not ( Read more... )

near-magical rainbow cake

&

near-suicidal depression

a part of myself gone away
somewhere cold and alien
the moon (distant, cold, the moon)
hurt
because
it was (still) attached,
so far away

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there are feelings too large to fit in the body
they break it into pieces
drunk, in the rose garden
eyes bright with pain
eyes dull with pain
buried like a treasure, like love

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Bleach.
Fluorescent colors.
I ( Read more... )

Lost things, remembering the moon. The moon that hurt so much. Secret moon.

It seems you must not only tolerate the ugliness of the world, you must cynically plan for it while wearing a smile.

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