sometimes i think im like a wooden plank floating in a stormy sea
sometimes people hold onto me tightly when they need to
but when a boat or land is sighted
im left alone, never to be remembered again.

But i guess in a way, being able to do that in itself
is a good thing.

Remember my name,
Remember my face.
Remember me,
For i’ll leave without a trace.

Remember
That’s all i ask of you

Geraldine,2007

I feel fucked up.
I need a break.
I find my sole comfort in songs.

The only possibility of repetition is the impossibility of it.

Maybe the reason why i don’t like crowds is that i’m alone most of the time. And I get lonely when I see everyone with their loved ones. Not a good day for me.