unfinis--


I rammed into another parked car today.

Go me.

Good heavens I'm tired. I go through my days in a languid haze, but only because it gives off the appearance that surely I ~must~ be doing something purposeful with my life. When really all I care for is to live out another escape; but habit binds me to mindlessness.

I choose illusion.

For now.

03.05.03 - 7:06 p.m.


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