February 2012
6 posts
Sometimes, in the middle of an especially sleepless night, when all other sounds are deep in their slumber and birds haven’t quiet come back from the dreamscape yet, I can hear the waves breaking three blocks and one sandy strand away. Isn’t that just insane?
Is it that my mind is playing tricks on me, or is it that the broken waves need to let me know that they are broken. I never...
Why, oh, why am I still in game? It couldn’t possibly be worth it at the end. Looking around me, it’s quiet easy to find people are satisfied with what is there. Not to expect good things to happen really is a bliss.
Mass Effect 3 demo was amazing. I just thought I should add that to cheer this post up a little bit.
“And once the storm is over you won’t remember how you made it through, how you...”
– Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore (via enderkay)
Every word I hear is like a ringing in my ear.
I would take the money and go if I were you.
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what a horrible thing to say.
