To think that I haven't any idea how to start a blog, is despicable. One of those times, again. The single passing moment when a gazillion module of thoughts just cascaded into your head, drowning you in a few seconds of blissful thoughts, then came the crashing despair that you can't seem to hold on to any one of it. Speaking of a leaking sandbox, impromptu memories and merry times tags the trickling sands of time as well; the next second its all gone.
So what happened, exactly? The putrid miasma that lingered around my wake had elevated for the last few days...Its a contrast of priorities, and of what we hold dear. Even in escape, there is no solace for the weak of heart. Pain follows. Knowing it and having it thrown at your face is two different things, where the latter can shed a ludicrous amount of tears bore from the eyes of the former's beholder.
Run, even the heaviest heart could not weight me down, for I'm a coward that's had enough of dubious dreams.
No one knew, no one will...
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