There's a wind that blows between the worlds. A cold wind. It screams silently through the empty places, the nothing wind, travelling from nowhere to nowhere, in the uncreated wastes. -Neil Gaiman, The Sandman
Sometimes The Boxer Rebellion is the only thing that gets you through the day. 02.01.2012
And rest, and what we'll never find. We all have long since left behind. And all we see from is from afar. How long you've been, How tired we are. 02.01.2012
We soldier on, from time to time. For nothing more, and even less. You dwell within our mind enshrined. While we, eternally, progress. 02.01.2012
We buried you in tiredness. Within the glassy water hall. Where you, forever yesterday. Shall Wave at our daily stress. 02.01.2012
ElFirecaster omg...I truly am going to be relegated to telling you everything I eat and everytime I wake up or go to sleep http://dlvr.it/11RMGW20.12.2011