Theres something romantic about an empty train platform.  When there's a still quiet about the place and--although momentarily deserted--you can sense the remnants of commotion.  Discarded bottles and old newspapers, still-fresh spills on tread-worn cement... warm benches and abandoned cups of coffee--all betraying the ghosts of commuters recently ( Read more... )

purple nightmares

An awkward mechanism.  I'm grinding myself to dust.

I've moved back into the city.  Ended up not being able to say bye to a lot of people.  I feel kinda bad, but at the same time I just don't picture myself as 'leaving'.  Oh well.  Hope y'all have a good semester off at your respective institutions ( Read more... )

Things have been tiring... I have been tired...  Someday I'll look back and read this and I'll try and remember what was going on in my life...  perhaps I will... perhaps it'll all be a smudge.  Lately everything's been washing together ( Read more... )

Things have become pretty crazy lately. Things. Yeah ( Read more... )

Smile is a strange word. I don't think it sounds very appealing at all. Perhaps it's because it sounds too similar to slime. I don't think there are even any adaquate english synonyms for smile. Grin... smirk... the lot of them aren't very pleasant or happy at all.

Something should be done about this.

Sonrise!

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