the trees are all dying and i feel like i can't breathe.
the holes have gotten so deep that it's hopeless thinking they will ever close again.
the broken pieces are now far too small to be put back together.
and everyone is gone.
my own thoughts have deserted me.
fuck you.
and fuck me for letting this happen.









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Why so long there are no news?
We wait!
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It's, um, not what it looks like. Unless what it looks like is a horde of munition heavy darklings slaughtering a dozen crime lord wannabes only to then dance gaily among their entrails. Then it's exactly what it looks like.
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Da uomo libero, tu amerai sempre il mare!
E' il tuo specchio il mare!
Tu contempli l'anima nell'infinito svolgersi dell'onda
e non è meno amaro l'abisso del tuo spirito [Baudelaire]
Contamos com vc!
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