isis

feel like i'm on the other side of a mountain. there are a few things that can recall with sufficient force the feeling of being really new... smells, sounds, mostly songs. i listen to them on repeat trying to leech out that feeling of driving around those icy roundabouts to the treatment center, sitting in that room for hours with a bunch of fuck-ups being babysat by other fuck-ups with degrees. keep it simple, stupid. i never see any of those people anymore. it's not even worth it anymore to wonder what happened to them.



now's the time for new idols