I could see fore miles, miles, miles

who will love you?
who will fight?
who will fall far behind?



I can't really remember the last time I felt this incurably sad or this incredibly lost.

at once, i knew i was not magnificent

sometimes i think you want something so completely different from anything i could ever give to you or be for you.


i think i've always equated length of time with increased strength and disregarded the possibility of brittleness