part of my past
2.24.2009
When the past lightly tiptoes from behind us, it shoves us into a corner back to those thoughts of what could have been. What we could have said. What we could have done. How we could have dealt with it. Or even have it reenact in our minds; crisp to each detail. And we can't help ourselves. As much as we want to, we're unable to build a sturdy enough wall to protect us from traveling to the times we've wanted so much to avoid. It is inescapable. So here we are; doomed. Doomed because we are compelled to face our menacing past, notwithstanding our wanting to simply flick it away. Sometimes the past can seem careless. Relentless. Merciless, almost. But all that is left to do... is endure. Just as we have before. Endure.
...because the it has its ugly qualities
sincerely, Rm , 1:06 AM,
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At 24/2/09 10:09 PM,
e.e said...
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do you listen to city and colour? come see them with me at the orpheum theatre on granville on the 23rd of march! tickets are chhhheapppppp. ($30 dollaaaas)
