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This is where I empty my darkness.
Sunday, January 4, 2015
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character.
let this be a lesson to you, Abhishek.
Saturday, January 3, 2015
'<'
to make sure i follow that up with the number 3, for as long as i am able.
"<3 for you. and you only."3>
/
slash
how much this hurts, and why so much,
i do not understand, and i cannot explain,
i only feel and live it.
and die from it.
and yet dont. god does not believe in mercy, for now.
,
just need to tell someone that it hurts.
this blog is my someone.
thankfully no one is reading.
i love you. without hope or agenda. but i do.
Friday, January 2, 2015
2.1
i miss you.
i miss being able to look at you. to be able to see you smile. flick your hair back.
i miss your smell. i miss how seeing you makes my heart leap.
i miss our silence.
i miss our fighting.
i miss our lovemaking.
i miss our love.
i miss our friendship.
i wish i could see you again. not that it'll help with anything i miss.
but i just wish i could.
i'll miss you just the same.
Thursday, January 1, 2015
2
Alone.
Bent over a shit-pot vomiting a mixture of bile and the remains of an empty stomach.
So alone.
1.1.15
- contemplating giving up meat and alcohol
- loving her.
- writing
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