Wednesday, August 8, 2012

Time passes.
Slowly and painfully.
Forever it must.

We can't go back
at

2.

 and for once the darkness was comforting i used to be scared of the dark, the stillness, the silence scared of the monsters who hide in the...

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  • 1.
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