forgiveness doesn't run so deep.

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today was a young day. i had fun and understood that it was a choice. i worried about tomorrow, but i smiled and wished myself luck.

in art history we covered the greek hellenistic era and i came to realize that this, this diffusion of pathos and emotional significance, is what i consider to be my definition art. painted pots are gorgeous and technically impressive, but the emotional content is what makes the piece truly artistic.
we also reviewed the classical era, and that just reasserted the fact that human civilization really has not progressed much in regard to intellect and humanity. we're simply cloaked in metal devices that have replaced the outstanding minds of older, no less intelligent, civilizations.
















you took the bones of someone else through your bed, leaving me dry. i felt the red marrow there, left behind-- such stains on your bed.






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