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

Wednesday, 4 January 2012

i am already alone on the inside

a selection of pictures taken in manhattan

why can't i be alone in every other significant place.
my emotions oscillate between preposterous and agonising.
i wish to leave you all behind;
i wish to float face down in a body of water in siberia—

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