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This is my dark place. I am alone. I sever all ties with reality. This is my mind, my imagination. This is where i am at my best. My words, my nonsense, my sarcasm, my humor. Love or hate, i don't care. This is my place. My Aria.

Sunday, December 06, 2009

Memento Mori

The months just drift by, and i find myself back here. It's been almost a year...

Life just isn't the same when you have a friggin' Taylor Swift song stuck in your head. Stupid Band Hero...

Flyleaf's new album gives me the good chills. I listen to Lacey sing and i close my eyes and forget everything else exists. And i have a lot i want to forget about.

Ragdolls, ragdolls, played with then tossed aside.

I have no witty anecdotes on my day because for the past two days i've been sitting at home waxing nostalgic on pointless days gone by. I'm such a useless sap. Mayhap the next few days might be of interest. Who knows?

Remember you must die...

"Can i tell you a story, as we dance while the sun starts to bleed"

- Treasure by Flyleaf

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