Wednesday, April 12, 2006
romantic visions of the apocalypse
it might not end so soon, but sometimes it feels like it's already gone. nothing of us lasts forever. it's not so commonly accepted as one would think. it's more like a birthmark we've tattooed over long ago. to have it pointed out makes us quite naked. naked and beautiful despite or because of its meaninglessness?
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