August 2011
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Why do people have to be this lonely? What’s the point of it all? Millions of people in this world, all of them yearning, looking to others to satisfy them, yet isolating themselves. Why? Was the earth put here to nourish human loneliness?
— Sputnik Sweetheart, Haruki Murakami
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And it came to me then. That we were wonderful traveling companions but in the end no more than lonely lumps of metal in their own separate orbits. From far off they look like beautiful shooting stars, but in reality they’re nothing more than prisons, where each of us is locked up alone, going nowhere. When the orbits of these two satellites of ours happened to cross paths, we could be...
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naturally, we are all caught in downmoods, it’s a matter of chemical imbalance and an existence which, at times, seems to forbid any real chance at happiness.
Charles Bukowski
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Won’t you come by and see me? I’m a love letter away.
La la la.. off to the fair in an hour. I am so ready to stuff my face in funnel cakes and cotton candy.
Too much food on my dash, cannot contain urges. Tokimeki Memorial time.
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