a plausible finish
there ought to be a place to go when you can’t sleep or you’re tired of getting drunk I mean a place to go besides a death that’s waiting and a love that doesn’t work anymore.I suppose what most people do when there isn’t any place to go is to go to someplace or something that hardly satisfies them, and this ritual tends to sandpaper them into a dullness where they can relax without hope. those faces you see everyday on the streets were not created entirely without hope thought be kind to them, much like yourself, they have not escaped.

Archive · Random · RSS · judgment is always estimation
· physical illusion « »

theme by bestkeptmemories