Wednesday January 06, 2010 at 1:39

havent-got-a-prayer:

rentedsurroundings:

Lonely days. In a society where jobs are scarce. Seeking “experience” only. But where do you get experience, when thats the starting point? Friends at university. Friends at work. My day will come. For now, I’m exploring my mind in the comfort of my own in/sanity. Drawing back on cigarettes, spilling ash on concrete, licking the corners of pages. These are my days of control.

These words ring true today.

havent-got-a-prayer:

rentedsurroundings:

Lonely days. In a society where jobs are scarce. Seeking “experience” only. But where do you get experience, when thats the starting point? Friends at university. Friends at work. My day will come. For now, I’m exploring my mind in the comfort of my own in/sanity. Drawing back on cigarettes, spilling ash on concrete, licking the corners of pages. These are my days of control.

These words ring true today.