I don't even know anymore...but I do.

These days I find myself wondering what I should do. My entire world is crumbling around me, and I just haven't the interest or energy to rebuild it. I wish people made it easier for me to justify attempting to deal with them in a meaningful way. Of course, 'meaningful way,' usually doesn't describe most of human interaction. Ah well. Perhaps that's the problem.

I always get so nostalgic and apathetic this time of year. Yeah, I know the cognitive dissonance there is staggering. Alright, I'm gonna go now.

~Vague

Ps. I know it's going to be someone I'm not looking for. I also won't have any idea how to interact with them.

Here Come the Waves

Some days life itself begins to feel like a sickness.

~Vague

Here's a question:

How do you escape, when you're not here to begin with?

~Vague

So um...

Gosh, you looked so nice today. I wish I had said so.

~Vague

Oh What to Do What to Do...

"I feel where no one is. Can be - could be, would want to be - since when? On I press, blood-stained staff - it slowly splits, shedding splinters. In the wake of wild and unconscious prisms of thought - those violently precise self-contained riots; a mute, blind, emaciating fury follows close behind, whispers - forevermore, 'Lowell'."

~Vague