time place manner.

Perfect, happy endings are excusable only in children’s books. Because children deserve the few years of function and indeed a dream of function before they’re introduced to an eternity of dysfunction.

Been watching Glee obsessively. Like an escape. From what, I don’t know.

Don’t you know that nothing good ever comes out of falling first?

No air, no air.

Sing with me, sing for the year, sing for the laughter, sing for the tears.

Sing for oblivion.


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