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

Wednesday, 9 November 2011

adjectives for the self

i'm so sorry. i am a terrible person, friend and date. to list out my flaws would take years and years and years and many volumes of apologies to follow.

anyways, happy 21st birthday G. i love you.

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