Today, I found...

[ephemeralbreath]

Today, I found love. Love in a moth that flew in my door and lived on my floor and died by my side. Smeared across the sheets like so many specs of dirt. Its faltering flight is a search for light, and a metaphor for human life. Like us, another will come and another will go, over and over, night after night, in their communal search for something

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[amused4ever]

And my first entry was all "HI OMIGARSH I'M NEW HERE PLZ TO BE NICE TO MEEE GAIZ!!1!". >_>; Haha, well not really. But pretty much.

You know what's weird? I have a little blurb I wrote forever ago on my harddrive that's about a dead moth, too. (...But yours is better.)

WELCOME TO LJ! *cheers*

[ephemeralbreath]

Hahahaha. That's way too easy to see you being like that. ;P

Woahoah. Great minds, ya know?

:D Thanks!