; lyht leaves the eyes—expelled by a relentless laesr of poignant realisation that reality is but absurdism x impossibility.

Friday, 23 July 2010

the nucleus of my being

what do i have? what sort of impression on existence have i fashioned? what is my value, or more importantly, what is value? it's days like this i really think i should stop being so self important, because whats important is answering these questions. until then, nothing is important.

this is miserable. i should learn to sleep early.

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