Monday, 22 November 2010

• Currently So Much for the Afterglow By Everclear see related

  Untitled Numero Who Fucking Cares.

  Headphones on,
  World out;
  Memory comes back
  On dancer's feet,
  Gliding through the door;
  My age-old Mistriss
  Comes dancing through the door
  Singing songs of long-ago;
  A time I worked so hard to forget.

  The funny thing about time
  Is that it's never that far behind.

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  I will never understand why I feel the need to torture myself with the sounds of long-ago. I will never understand why I feel the need to torture myself with the past. I just know that there's something comforting about drowning in misery. About remembering all the good and bad times until I can't stop the tears and the knife is hanging inches from my throat. I will never understand my need for misery.

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