Friday, April 1, 2011

out of heart.

i have found myself alone in my apartment. coffee cups everywhere. it is the end of the night and like usual i am caught listening. it just makes sense to me. i feel like these days were never really meant to be. i remember what it was like when my nights were filled with books and paint. that was company enough. i am feeling the nostalgic unease of the familiar streets i used to walk. i will escape this mess soon.


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