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Sleepsghostlight wrote
on January 17th, 2010 at 01:20 am
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Mending is never as fun as breaking.

Nights of electric men, cold silent winds, amber tears in the dark verdure. The steps I take are laboured, I have been so weary these last weeks. The lows are getting lower, and the highs are too.
The sleeping pills don't work. I need to be awake to feel like this, because feeling is so much more comfortable than the quiescent numbness that I identify as being happy. No, María, I am never happy. I lie. I've known happiness in moments, but it is so hard to hold onto in comparison.
Happiness caresses, but sadness is the one who embraces.



This is my hole. It was made for me.

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1010110011
      [01.04.26.1.10]
I would love to embrace you in this darkness.
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naughtophelia
      [54.04.16.9.12]
Hello old friend. I hope you remember me, I've been gone from LJ for at least 10 yrs I guess. My first name is Donna, I once used my middle name on here, Paige. I was once known as Paigegirl. Gee, so long ago.
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ghostlight
      [43.09.16.9.12]
I remember you being younger and in a different location.
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naughtophelia
      [55.12.17.9.12]
uh it's possible I might'a fudged my age by a couple of yrs. I really can't say.
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ghostlight
      [06.01.17.9.12]
¿You cannot?

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