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Remembering him is like getting to know a shard of glass. I push my finger tip down gingerly into his jagged profile and draw tears; he is not whole anymore. He will never be whole again. I could sip tea at my window sill and watch the clouds roll on, but I prefer to live on the edges of his memory. I prefer to dwell in my scrapbooks and peak into his diaries, peeling back the brokenness of disappearance into the smoothness of understanding. Floating in the ether I am pricked again by the knowledge that no matter how deeply I learn of his soul, I cannot unplunge him from the river styx. And I am content to keep hurting, I am content to keep pressing my soft body into the recesses of his absence, if it will only bring me closer to his place in nothing. I am content in that.
I never knew nothing could be so heavy as it is now. Air rests in my hands like handlebars on a bike to nowhere. Chain links of silence drill their fingers into my ears, it is all I can hear now. My muscles weary from carrying do not rest now that he is gone. They anticipate the next departure. They cling to routine, clutching, clutching, unable to let go. All they’ve ever known is hanging on, just another day. What is there left for them now but emptiness, slopping down like wet concrete. Frozen in time.
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I don't know what to write about this day .-. I was in the skate plaza, made some photos. I was walking in down town about 2 hours. I celebrated my Birthday and made a wishes. I don't what I'm feeling about it. Anyway.
Пустой день
За день не сделал абсолютно ничего полезного. Не сходил на почту, не порисовал, не почитал, не сделал уроки. Весь день я только и делал что лежал, свернувшись от холода в клубочек под одеялом и слушал как сверлят соседи. От этого ужасно болит голова, из-за чего я очень туго соображаю. И что хуже всего, таблетки от головы не помогают. Сейчас всё вроде успокоилось, поэтому, возможно, я посмотрю какой-нибудь фильм, что бы день не был потрачен совсем зря. Буду рад вашим рекомендациям. 12.09.14 21:35
In the shakey moments
Between wake and sleep
I let loose the tears
That I didn’t let you see
They fall upon my pillow
And transform into rust
Reminding me that we
Are nothing more
Than dust
Cat Humphrey, disturbed, perturbed: WHAT ARE YOU?!?
Guinea Pig Oreo, unfazed: dude chill out