october twenty fifth at nine thirty p.m.
i won't even pretend my heart is that strong

i can't remember the best thing i can ever remember, though i think i have an idea when it was, but it's been too long and i forget the feeling.

i feel like this is only a trial of what is to come, later. like, after we die. right now is just the test drive before we can actually live. and when the test is over, we go to somewhere better than this and we talk about how we died like how criminals talk about what crimes they did to deserve being in jail. only, it'll be alot better than prison and we'll be able to talk about dying happily, like it's something amazing that people are jealous of. and, the people who committed suicide were the smart ones.

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