Sunday, April 18, 2010

Thursday, April 8, 2010



"antes de vivir"

March 23rd, 2010

Everyday, there is something to live for and something to die for. At least, that is something to believe. Apathy can only help move me from point A to point B to the extent I allow it. So, it ends up being a constant struggle of pushing while pulling, saying to me, that the impossibility of the possible is a point in my thought process that does not necessarily make a point to make sense as a thought. But loneliness is real. As is love and hate and happiness and the pain I've felt. Eventually, everyday becomes just another to put off what I'd rather do during the day, leaving the night untouched and innocent, for the sake of saving my last hope of tranquility. To end up a dreamer, for the sake of myself.

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

Hands/Manos:Former Ghosts/Freddy Ruppert

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Former Ghosts

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Freddy Ruppert

This is all about trial and error, unfortunately.