sounds outside the window sound as far as the center of the universe. usually that place resides in your head, without you i've traced it back to its original origin. could say i'm hung up because there's nothing else - that would end up a lie in the end. some how you don't know that. you haven't always been the place i call home. its the sickest feeling knowing all i need is to be reminded some how you exist out there. still, its nothing more than a joke to you. need to find sleep somewhere soon. keep looking out
can't believe i became one of the people i can't stand.
and to you of all people.
i followed the sound of illumination around the corner
turns out it was only a trick of the light.
coming around.
sorry to everyone for being so vacant lately
stay in love
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
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