Columbia my love, only 2 more years.Posted 1 year ago with 0 notes | reblog
Not the mortal or the venial sins, but the sin of failure. The secular sin that knows no organized religion. Who do you go to when you have committed that? No one absolves failure. No one lights a candle. You go mad. You pray for death and madness.
I am screaming so slowly, so dimly, so no one can hear.
But come tomorrow morning I’ll have the tears wiped off my cheeks and a smile plastered onto my face, and no one will no what really goes on.