I know what it meant to hold on to the people you bring into the work, but it is only right here right now that i understood what it meant to see someone once important in your life revert back to the place where there is no light, a place where life is petty, about the superfluous things that is not called life.
It is a kind of pain numbed over time, that lingers around even as everything moves on, as time waits for no one. The hurt and pain of being so alive when you know others around you are not, the anger at the stupidity of the world, of how they are blinded to the essence, the marrow and source of what makes one feel alive and live life to the fullest.
But hell. Life goes on, whatever decisions that each of us make.
Just another rant.
I guess i kind of know what the fuck am i doing here.
OrAnGeL was fuming at
1:45 AM
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