Sunday, September 20, 2009
- 3:48 PM
a lot of people think that i don't like stupid people. this is not true on its own. i don't like anyone at all (lah fuck). in fact the whole world is and you know how this line ends.
this day is bleak, cold and steely gray, yet the romantic irony of the night to come is not lost on me; cloistered as i will be in my little room, with a bit of light as the darkness falls around and i am left with my books and my mind; that i have brought upon myself in pursuit of more glorious things.
sometimes this solitude is hard to bear, sometimes the silence is a killer; just sometimes. but on days like this you remember what for and know that being your own person could be more preferable than waiting for newly awkward phone calls. could be.
there used to be a spark here. now it diminishes with the waning of the moon, to be lost forever. only thing is, the moon is reborn.
i am losing meaning.
fin
hit the stars
