[if you can hear this whisper, you are dying]
ma uit si vad, dar sunt singura care intelege. ma uit, si nu vad. suntem mai multi. nu ma uit, si vad. suntem putini.
in 5 ani dorul s-a lipit de mine intr-o forma simbiotica foarte ciudata, ca nici nu-l simt ca e acolo, dar totusi stiu ca nu pot fara el.
remembering games, and daisy chains, and laughs...
yellow moon is growing cold
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