rise from your ashes
28 November 2009 § 2 Comments
i want to mean something.
It’s hard to have meaning when every surface on which our senses glide and touch is out of tune, without meaning. Verily, the world’s become a vapid pot which ether is gray through and through.
I like this. You mean a lot.
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