and so, after years of forgeting and avoiding, i find myself back in the_goat_song. there is no one here to read my words anymore, and for that i am safe. i feel comforted knowing that this wont find the light of day but at the same time, disheartened. i read my past entries and the reeked of self-loathing and desire for comfort. still in the same ( Read more... )

we're out under the stars tonight, in a medow cupped by the dark wood.  its the middle of summer and the fireflies look like magic dust floating in the wind glittering in the moonlight which shines in abundance tonight for its a full moon. even the gods could not have planned this night better. a warm breath of wind and not a single cloud in the ( Read more... )

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