please don't ask me
Dec. 16th, 2008 11:26 pmHopelessly superficial, and I regret.
That seems to be the only thing I am doing nowadays.
That, and denying the existence of homework. For once the ink is laid down to paper, everything becomes real once more. The days suspended in motion, like curlicues of vowels in a fountain-pen finish, the hours crystallised and the feelings fossilised, they will all crumble and disintegrate. Ash remnants of flaky incense sticks.
Then, the relentless, joyless, lyfeless slog resumes once more.
Oh. No.
That seems to be the only thing I am doing nowadays.
That, and denying the existence of homework. For once the ink is laid down to paper, everything becomes real once more. The days suspended in motion, like curlicues of vowels in a fountain-pen finish, the hours crystallised and the feelings fossilised, they will all crumble and disintegrate. Ash remnants of flaky incense sticks.
Then, the relentless, joyless, lyfeless slog resumes once more.
Oh. No.
no subject
Date: 2008-12-17 07:08 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-12-19 04:48 pm (UTC)