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I love you.


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I have never found movement so beautiful.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oyx8efetvIY

Sometimes, late at night, I feel like my heart is in my ears. The beat is so piercing that I almost want to just press end. But then the beating tone stops and your blaring voice mail enters and I realize that you have pressed end for me.

Maybe you'll find beauty in this.

I often dream of a screaming boy.
I try not to dwell on the dream, but
sometimes I feel that if I think about it long enough,
I'll finally understand.

I cannot live anymore. It seems I don't have anymore time. I travel to a place where the sky meets the sea and the stars reach the sun. I tell myself that if I stay here long enough, I will get to see him again. I don't have enough time and this feeling worsens me every time it comes. I never seem to have enough

I often dream of a screaming boy.
I try not to dwell on the dream, but
sometimes I feel that if I think about it long enough,
I'll finally forget.

You have a bad day, you kill yourself.
You have a good day, you live.
Today was a bad day.