Death of seasons
Of late it's harder just to go outside, to leave this deadspace with hatred so alive. Writhing with sickness, thrown into banality, I decay. Killed by the weakness, but forced to return. Turn it off. I watch the stars as they fall from the sky. I held a fallen star and it wept for me, dying. I feel the fallen stars encircle me now, as they cry. Out there so quickly grows malignant tribes. Posthuman extinction excels, unrecognized. Feeling surrounded, so bored with mortality, I decay. All of this hatred is ****ing real. Turn it on. It won't be all right despite what they say. Just watch the stars tonight as they disappear, disintegrate. And i disintegrate 'cause this hate is ****ing real. And i hope to shade the world as stars go out and i disintegrate.
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30.12.08
27.12.08
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Roger: Who are you to tell me what I know, What to do?
Mark: A friend.
Roger: But who, Mark, are you? "Mark has got his work" they say "Mark lives for his work" and "Mark's in love with his work". Mark hides in his work.
Mark: From what?
Roger: From facing your failure, facing your loneliness, facing the fact you live a lie. Yes, you live a lie, tell you why: you're always preaching not to be numb when that's how you thrive. You pretend to create and observe when you really detach from feeling alive.
Mark: Perhaps it's because i'm the one of us to survive.
Roger: Poor baby.
Mark: Mimi still loves you. Are you really jealous or afraid that Mimi's weak.
Roger: Mimi did look pale.
Mark: Mimi's gotten thin. Mimi's running out of time, and you're running out the door--
Roger: No more! I've gotta go.
Mark: Hey! For someone who's always been let down, who's heading out of town?
Roger: For someone who longs for a community of his own, who's with his camera, all alone?
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14.12.08
14 años.
Feliz cumpleaños, Lucía.
Sabés que sos mi hermana de toda la vida y nunca, pero nunca voy a olvidar todos los momentos vividos con vos. Ya son más de diez años desde que te conozco y agradezco mucho haberte conocido, porque sos de las personas que no se encuentran todos los días. Sos de las que más me hacen reir, tenes como un don, no sé como explicarlo, pero cualquier cosa que hagamos es divertido con vos, Lu. Como ya dije, sos mi hermana del alma y te deseo el cumpleaños más lindo de todos.
Disfrutá tus 14 años!
9.12.08
8.12.08
Oh!
Non fiction don't believe me that chances i have to take betrayal at its best is always second guessed. Try I am healing the pressure so give me a reason now. it's been so long and i've waited, i been waiting for so long. don't fight it's hard to breathe when you're buried alive. you take this place for granted and you realize it's never enough. i've waited for so long. this will never end. The reflection of false hope we kept the secrets in the dark and the values of our brothers inside the shadows. i can see can see me perfectly their ratio is ten to o! Oh, we're on top of the world let's go. Your death is written on paper, my heart is fueled by hatred.
Dragging dead bodies up really steep hills.
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