to look the ruined world in the face and still move through it. all i have is my desire, the meaning i am trying to make with my own hands: to be a human person, to have a true heart, in a poisoned sickened world, in a broken heart world, where all mistakes seem too heavy to bear, because already we have lost so much. where it seems everything you ( Read more... )

driving home in the middle of the coldest summer night with only blackness behind me and dark tree shapes rising up into dark sky before me with the shakiest hands and the warmest glow in my heart.

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good bye, lakstigala.
sometimes i might write things down here.

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walking around, holding everything to myself inside a cocoon, i am safe i'm okay. i'm okay alone. it is a heavy and sure feeling, i will move through the world sure hearted, a cocoon, i will look at the moon every night.

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