|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
nolove
Casual Poster ⚓︎

 

-::-2133-::- ⛺︎ My Room
SpaceHey: Friend Me!
StatusCafe: nolove
iMood: 
XMPP: Chat!
PicMix: numbpilled
Itch.io: My Games
Guild Memberships: Artifacts:
.gif)
|
 |
« Reply #321 on: a Summer day » |
|
this song has been keeping me in touch with myself in the future, i can feel her wanting to kill me, her disgust, or willshe forgive me? for the sins i have wrought on our time here on this planet, on our body... i miss it when i was happy, ignorant, not in shame of ambivalence, not in reality dysphoria haze. fentanyl, forsake it. i forsake it. i hear this song, and once more am i transported to the fog on a 530 am appalachian trailhead morning, i would drive there just to see the sunrise, and then to wait and see the fog come up from the valleys, my god, it was so beautiful. it sounded like this song, in the fog, and when it rained, and i would drive all alone through linville/old fort/parkway empty nights. i had no idea the pure beauty of those moments. funny as i am. 
|
|
|
|
|
Logged
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
brisray
Hero Member ⚓︎
    

 ⛺︎ My Room
Artifacts:
 
|
 |
« Reply #329 on: a Summer night » |
|
The Avalanches - Frontier Psychiatrist
25 years old and still as good as ever.
|
|
|
|
|
Logged
|
|
|
|