**this journal has moved to aperture.**

i'll be there from now on, this journal will be destroyed.
so nothing's wrong, i'm just cleansing myself. it's just a healthy thing to do.

(a phoenix thing, i suppose.)

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Half a degree removed, if I slit my eyes open it may all turn out to be on a big screen in front of me, or a page that I am about to turn ( Read more... )

I had a dream tonight that Jay tried to teach me guitar, but I only wanted to strum one chord and sing one note. This is the note of love, I said. This is the chord of love.

He didn't have the heart to tell me it wasn't love, it was F major.

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