L e s . p a r a d i s . a r t i f i c i e l s [ c h p . 2 ]

Listening to: Nick Drake - Pink Moon [ Pink Moon ]


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My brain is dying...I don't even know what to write about anymore.How did it all turn out like THIS? It never used to be this hard,at least not to the point of being challenging,i was always good...at something...can't really remember anymore either,,just speckles of dust cluttered at the back of my cerebellum....you know the feeling, when you take your first full-blown flight into the abyss,and the flight number reads "DVD" with the color red representing its venom.You fly, you fly as high as you can,doing your best to forget all the things that hurt you along the way, the "DVD" helps tremendously, like a little pilot in your head that steers you clear of gravity's vicious pull and brings you up,up to the top of the acacia tree,where you sit,for minutes,hours, until realities cold hands reach out to you to give you a helping hand on your way down,crashing through every branch that you tried to escape...My brain is dying...i miss my friends...i miss being atop the acacia tree...flying...cold hands........CRASH!!

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