There is no stopping the elements that made us.
Last day of class. Last day of this semester. Last day of having to go to “The Place That Hurts”. 1 week from tomorrow, all will be done. The summer will have started for me.
If it can die, it can be killed.
It has been a long, heavy semester. I never want to repeat this past semester. I’ve heard that these years can be hard for most students. I hear that it’s like ripping a 4-year long metal stake out of your side.
Migraine Bulbs
I couldn’t sleep last night, and was in desperate need of something to kill the pain behind my eyes. I was tired, but my eyes were still awake, waiting for more stimulation. I don’t wish this pain for anyone.
Estoy muriendo…
Just to think…only one year left. One year left of doing this all over again. I am in an infinite loop, where all the good things in life, appear only as shiny, distant unobtainable memories awaiting their occurance. Burning stars in the darkest black.
Sometimes I just sit at home and listen to Evangelos Odysseas Papathanassiou over and over. Blade Runner Blues…it’s no gimmick, I feel like one of those, replicants that needs family photos to presuppose its existence.
What I remember from this picture is this: my brother playing with my presents, resulting in the death of my action figures (via our golden retriever, Brandie). Not a happy ending for Luke and Bo…Plastic Mauling.
