It's kind of like walking out a door to discover it's a window.

feck off.
2002-09-01 ::: 3:22 a.m.

I've lost myself. I have nothing to say. I've lost my voice. It has been taken. Given to the birds. I am alone right now. Alone, but with myself. "I'm never lonesome when I'm by myself." -Isaac Brock

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