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I hate it when a song does circles around my head. It's almost like it's -the song- indexing memories. Particularly a pivotal song for me, like "Hey, Jupiter!" has always been. It's like it's saying 'I'm here to remind you', to bring things full circle. Try as I might, I can't deny that this only signifies one thing: it's the end of a cycle. And it ( Read more... ) -
::Stay With Me...::
If this world is wearing thin ( Read more... ) -
::Childhood...::
Childhood ( Read more... ) -
::Frederica Bernkastel predicts my soul in poems.::
Tatarigoroshi-hen (from the postcard in G-fantasy June 2005 issue ( Read more... ) -
Tranquility shattered!
And my womb expands. I'm absolutely petrified.
Am I a monster for not feeling any connection to the being that's growing inside of me?
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Another reflection.
I can’t sleep. I have desisted on even trying. Why do I write this? Because, maybe, just maybe, if Master reads it… reads this… he… He what? Nothing changes. These empty words will just add to his stony expression. Nothing more, nothing less. But I leave these words here, even if they do not make sense sometimes, because it’s the only thing I can ( Read more... ) -
::Sola...::
No m'atreveixo a escriure en espanyol o en anglès. No aquesta entrada. ¿Per què? Perquè parla de el meu pensament més temut. Si vaig a creuar el mar per unir-se a ell, ¿vaig a estar bé? ¿Va a tenir cura de mi? ¿Em estimarà? ¿O és que fent això només perquè he perdut el seu fill fa un temps? ¿Està fent això perquè se sent en l'obligació de? Si és ( Read more... ) -
::Inspiraciones de último minuto...::
Y entonces le dije ( Read more... )