I've got a day and a reason why I should not believe in anything anymore.

[ollay1391]

I just wrote this amazing huge entry with the fact that I cannot sleep and poetry and thoughts on college and the world and things I've read recently at the library

when I deleted the entire thing and hit the "M" key.

Which should be slightly more frustrating at this time of night.

But- aha! Who cares. It could be much, much worse.

Here's some goodness instead. :)

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Little Beast, pt. 4

History repeats itself. Somebody says this.

History throws its shadow over the beginning, over the desktop,

over the sock drawer with tis socks, its hidden letters.

History is a little man in a brown suit

trying to define a room he is outside of.
I know history. There are many names in history

but none of them are ours.

-Richard Sicken, Crush