This day has felt so... unwordly. Like some strange netherworld of a foggy, unreal dimension.
Happy dreams aren't supposed to make you sad.
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My mind feels like it's in a block of cold stone right now. And I want to do dark things. And visit ancient Latin libraries, with high arched ceilings adorned by age-old murals... walk through abandoned castles, and millenia-old cemeteries, with a sweeping black dress and veil... sink to my knees in a forgotten courtyard, and stay there for hours, alone with my imagination and my mind.
July 24 2005, 00:39:54 UTC 6 years ago
and now i want to go to the cemetery.....but in a few days...this is my home time....beep!