<< 2009-11-30 7:28 p.m. >>



Bright Eyes, why must you depress me so?

After tomorrow, my life ought to be a bit easier.

Well, Wednesday really.

Ya know.

Why are you scared to dream of God, when it's salvation that you want?
You see stars that clear have been dead for years... but the idea just lives on.

That's kind of how I feel right now.

I am having a 360 on my point of view on relationships.

It suddenly appears as if I am not as committed as I always thought I was.



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