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Nineteen with No Air.
& why make it so complicated.
something so...inevitable be so intricately difficult.
different roads and paths to take.
different senses and pieces to embrace all at once.
the emotional baggage, the promises left not kept about the idealistic future waiting for you.
why must we bask in the past and still attempt to linger in the present.
& in the end, why must society make it impossible to escape our lost feelings.
every move we make, every turn, every fucking song forcing our broken hearts to tremble as we reminisce.
why do we replay there torturous things over and over-same song same pictures same smile-even though they cause us so much pain.
once you're up here on this vast plateau called being in love, you're here forever.
you move at all, and you do what you fear most.
you fall.
and the falling never ends after that.
-08.9.
