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

Wednesday, 13 February 2013

maso conjunctivitis

so many things have happened that the spatial allocations and time allocations seem juxtaposed. i get the feeling this is the tendency of young life; the value of time is overlooked in favour of the value of experience. there seems a wasteland of years in my past unaccounted for. time and time and time again i ask myself, 'what have you been doing with this life'. at this moment i cannot say the answer because it simply does not come to me.

but i am sure it will.

i feel strongly that at some moment in time ahead i will know this answer and it is my sincerest and bravest hope that it will be good.

tonight is another night where i believe i will lie awake wondering.
i wonder all the time about shit i don't care about. and i wonder what i care about.

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