I lie and you lie in the piercing cold winds of Sydney with every intention to get the hell out of this desolate yet somewhat assiduous environment. But we end up still stuck here in the same spot with absurdity running through our tightened veins, eyes fixated on nothing as the clouds shift. Every passer-by is an innocent enemy but we're going to have to work through this one without any conflict so we'll just ignore them. Tired? Yes. Nonchalant? No. I just don't know how long this will last, you and I. I guess it's almost over...
It's almost over but I'll always remember you.
It's almost over but I'll always remember you.
-S
this is one of my favourite blogs because its usually straightforward, but the cryptic posts confuse me.
ReplyDeleteVery strong and piercing honesty, love. This is purely beauty.
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