We walked slower through the mist and savored every breath as we grew and aged on as others perished around us. i am alive. i proved them wrong.
Capt.PirateFace
there is no fear here
Sunday, June 19, 2011
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How can you save me when you can't save yourself?
"nothing can save
you
except
writing.
it keeps the walls
from
failing."
— Charles Bukowski
you
except
writing.
it keeps the walls
from
failing."
— Charles Bukowski
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