Discretion

the concept of time sends me right into a dark place -the heart of it, is something i can’t ever explain. just the thought of remembering what’s passed and that life is actually moving, is the scariest thing. of what’s used to and what’s now, what’s old and irrelevant, of what’s gone and forgotten, frightening as hell.

unreleased.

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