and god gave us memories so that we could have roses in december

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

How Come You Never Go There – Feist

Filed under: and so it is — by dandelionwine @ 2:13 am

i think i am fundamentally a simple guy who may just be too simple for his own good but there is a certain sense of foolish romanticism in stereotyping self-pitying one liners like that which condemn you into believing it even more even though it may not necessarily be true.

you need a certain sense of culpability pak, a certain sense understanding of what people want, and expect, but then again you always knew that that was your hamartia.
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these days there’s these overwhelming recurrences of deja vu where everything just aligns itself with the present, but for some inexplicable reason i can’t recall how the future will end, and that is something which terrifies me.

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