Days like these
Days like these and i feel like leaving, in a good way. to let go of this play of the senses, to let go. my own conclusion drawn for myself only. there is no one else here. to become complete, in myself, and leave the struggle behind.
every day is a new add to the weight, the terrible weight of a life of fuckups, mistakes.
put these wrong to right. only by drifting away can we move on. only by rebirth can i leave myself behind.
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What's up? Nice floweres.
everythings fine, basically. went on a date, and it was rather disastruous, as usually. well, its always best too go on as many failed dates as possible. faiure is a good experience in many ways. i find myself always in better touch with myself afterwards (on various levels). feeling like shit can be seen as a good thing. i'm getting sick again. thats also good, for a change. flowers are good make me think of summer. i could really use some coke.
fascinating
nobody told you there´d be days like these?
strange days indeed!
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