welcome to the big grey blur of life before summer. play a song, erase a memory, fake a smile. pretend to laugh along with the other people who know so much less and more. tell yourself you feel pretty, even when you don’t. lie to yourself for just one more month, long enough to get over the rough patches. and then watch it all fall apart. rinse, and repeat.
- "But words are things, and a small drop of ink/ Falling like dew, upon a thought, produces/ That which makes thousands, perhaps millions/ think." ~Lord Byron
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Fé · starstuff.
I love this passage. The line ‘lie to yourself for just one more month, long enough to get over the rough patches. and then watch it all fall apart. rinse, and repeat.’ is raw. I like it.
I gave you an award.
Do you think we will find some things that hold together? I hope I have….
Q- :) !
twinkiesaregross- yes, I think we shall.