imagining the future is a kind of nostalgia... you spend your whole life stuck in the labyrinth, thinking about how you'll escape it one day, and how awesome it will be, and imagining that future keeps you going, but you never do it. you just use the future to escape the present.
i left my lonely familiar home to be lonely some place strange. that's my plan for the rest of my days. i don't sleep much these days. i don't have nightmares either; but being alone with my thoughts is close enough.
"intoxicated with madness, i'm in love with my sadness."
"everybody ends up kissing the wrong person goodnight."
"we all begin as strangers"
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5000000000 days of summmerrrrr
Where is this from?!?!
Feeling very sick and emotional and tired right about now. Good night. See you tomorrow, Jeremy.