Today is so transplanted from years ago. I haven't felt like this in forever. I dreamed: vividly, emotionally, serially, repetitively, episodically about you last night. Today all the songs are making me cry. I just read every email we ever exchanged. I haven't talked to you in over a year. I haven't seen you in over two. Come back.
Alone dicontent connected to unconnectedness Scrambling mindfulness of disarray Finding Always finding amidst the rubble we seek and wonder of the past society that has failed by its own standards no remorse
Here we come before the rocks that will rumble the rubble
pilphering is not pilfering when there's no one to discriminate
just had to say what a lovely community, please dont take my name amiss as i am a sweet troll and always perplexed by peoples distrust of my comments or adding them as a friend.