So, let’s get right to it, shall we? Alright, let’s do this. IT: Ready, let’s go! You’ve been together for 10 years now, is that correct? Oh my god, it still shocks me when I hear it, I can’t believe it’s been so long. IT: That’s right, 10 years. *chuckles* Well, closer to 11, I think. It was the night between November 31st and December 1st, so that’s… 10 years and 9 months. Wow! Amazing! Tell us how it happened, how did you two meet? Well, uhm, it was actually pretty out of the blue to be honest, I was out with a couple of friends, wasn’t really feeling that great and didn’t yet know what was going on, and that’s when I saw IT out of the corner of my eye, just staring back at me from afar. IT: I was blown away, not gonna lie, haha! I couldn’t…
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By the Time You Read This…
By the time you read this, I might be dead.
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The Pink Elephant
The pink elephant sits quietly in the middle of the room, waiting, and waiting, and waiting. – Alright, this is ridiculous, I know you can see me, ok? Nothing. – I take up half the goddamn the room, I’m freakin’ pink, and I’m an elephant for chrissake, out of its…
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» This Is Not a Comeback It’s been a little over 4 years since I left this place with no intention to return. I felt like I no longer needed it, or like I no longer wanted it. Things in my life were difficult. They are 10 times worse at…
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This Is Not a Comeback
Given today’s 4-year anniversary, I thought I’d share a quick status update for all you diehard fans, of which I hope to have at least one, or at least two mildly interested. I am fine.
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Toodle-oo!
Today marks the third anniversary of our first encounter, and how fitting that this should also be our last. Looking back at this past year, it should come as no surprise. This playground where I’d come to escape has been with me to places both wonderful and unpleasant. It is…
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And Soon Not Even That
I knew then that it would end, that that was it; the last one I’d ever see. There was no cause for celebration, only mourning for who I was right then, for I’d not be there for much longer. I was on this world, but not of it; and soon…
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A Place of Ruin
“My playground,” I’d once say. A place to let loose, be free and play. A place where I’d go to see the colors extinct from my own life, to cry away the clouds and just spill my heart and soul. A place of ruin and decay.
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Postpone
It scares me deeply, the thought of it. Let me hold on to this nothingness for a while longer, for once gone, I will never live it again. It scares me deeply, the thought of living in the real world.