I suppose I could fight circumstance. I suppose there could be some sort of meaning in the struggle of swimming against a river with seemingly infinite current. Isn’t it easier to give up… to not hope for the better?

Because hope only has substance when it ties a story together. Without an ending to pain, hope only causes needless suffering. While humanity viewed hope as the only good sentiment expelled from Pandora’s Box, I put it together with the evil.


Hail,
midsummer snow
Cigarettes after Sex
staleboat
Dinner for Two, Breakfast for One 
broken string
Re: Purport 
Kaylee the Quail
campfire cries
WHAT EVER HAPPENED TO THE PARTHENON
call me when you get this