Reference to the abyss, 272: The length of any word cannot determine its depth.

May 16, 2005 21:33

Even while I may look like I'm gasping at the seams, I am still a child. I am the beanstalk in a valley infected with dwarfism. I am feeble, uncertain, and pleading. I am a leach, set out to jab people in my incessant approach towards amiability and conversation. I really am, though, tearing at the seams. I've been so close to crying, childishly, ( Read more... )

random "poetic" outbursts

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little_one89 May 17 2005, 15:29:38 UTC
I never stop thinking.........
we are insomniacs of the mind together.

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ineffectiverime May 17 2005, 16:25:19 UTC
And isn't it glorious?

I like your icon, where's it from?

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perpetually sad anonymous May 29 2005, 02:04:44 UTC
dude, or whatever, that's what i've said. "maybe im not depressed. im just perpetually sad." i dont know the cure but i know there's a difference.

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Re: perpetually sad ineffectiverime May 29 2005, 05:16:54 UTC
I don't think there is a cure, but sometimes I don't want there to be.

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