Tuesday, July 10, 2012

condescension and the deepening folds of dark. 

moods are made up of everything we 
want and everything we have already. 

wanting and waning/having and indifference. 

how indulgent and disgusting I find myself sometimes. 
how delightfully oblivious. 

how annoyingly warm. 

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