July 2011
“We were friends and have become estranged. But this was right, and we do not...”
– Nietzsche’s “Star Friendship,” The Gay Science
You know those nights when you can’t even cry yourself to sleep but you just keep crying yourself awake? Yeah.
Also:
Chest skin burns like 1,000 suns. WHAT IS THAT?
Attn Everyone:
Roommate does not equal Mom. Everyone get it? Okay, good.
Is it bad that I think I might hate Symbolism?
