october seventeenth at ten fourty p.m.
let go of my hand

there's no reason to be awake right now, though it is impossible to sleep. i'm losing track of time, losing track of days. i forgot it was friday today and i forgot that i can sleep in tommorrow, and i almost forgot another m in tommorrow.

i looked in the mirror and realized how swollen my eye was, so decided to do something about it.

apr�s - vers l'avant

bout cinq...
ate pm - 2013-01-09
2012-12-02 - 2012-12-02
won a.m. - 2012-11-16
long cold nights - 2012-10-30
drowned dreams - 2012-10-30

lame