Tuesday, May 19, 2009

nihilistic readings today.

the roses smell so deliciously pleasant, the whole apartment has its
aroma. it is nice to calm down alone here after last night's wildness.

"suddenly i stop but i know it's too late i'm lost in a forest, all alone. 
the girl was never there, it's always the same. i am running towards 
nothing again and again and again and again and again... and again."

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