Nothing is like before.
Date: Jan 5th, 2011 8:11:14 pm - Subscribe
Mood: One of abysmal adoration.
Music: Utada Hikaru - Simple and Clean
The habitual rushes of blood into my cranium are ever-so invigorating. And yet, I have never wished for my life to end so frequently before.
Like the Spanish moss that drapes itself over the Oak trees creating a forlorn scene, my reason is plagued by gloom. My elation is flooded by the repugnant. My delight is swallowed by the contrary. At every possible escape, I find myself in more desperation than ever before.
But there are those moments when I have never been more joyous in my entire life. And I would risk depression for all of my remaining days to keep them coming.
There are those moments when my soul sings so loud that it could be heard from the next block. There are those moments when my moans of pleasure are so passionate that they could be heard from the next county over. There are those moments when my laughs are so mirthful that they can be heard from the neighboring state.
There are those moments when my heart is pounding so hard that I bet the world could feel it, if they just stopped for a second..
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