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For today's entry, please see 08:15pm 29/04/2010.

Crackin' open a bottle of Grey Goose tonight.  Might as well drink myself blind if it's gonna be so dark anyway.  I can't help but wonder what black means.

The smell of sweet, cut grass and a mild rain...  Wet dirt.  The sky has cried all its tears, has exiled the golden sun to the horizon, and the glittering, distant stars appear in the sky one by one, like watchful fireflies.

The storm is gone and the skies are clear.

Di'ye sila't ekui'en;
diya sila do'nal ekui'en.
Tado mas'dias no'mi nem.
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It crumbled the skies.
The fear knew the sadness was coming.
It took a drop of colors to set the landslide free.

My head swims.

Everything is so dark gold that I can't sleep.

It smells like blood and salt.

I dreamed about a man who looked down into a pit at dying, sickly people - all of them damned - who reached up to him as if asking for help.  He reached down to take their hands, and they clawed at him.  They believed they were there because they wanted to be, and only ( Read more... )

Come into my life...
Regress into a dream...
We will hide and build a new reality.

Draw another picture of the life you could have had,
follow your instincts and choose the other path.

You should never be afraid.
You're protected from trouble and pain...

Why?
Why is this a crisis in your eyes again?

Come to be?
How did it come to be?

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