pale september, i wore the time like a dress that year; the autumn days swung soft around me, like cotton on my skin. but as the embers of summer lost their breath and disappeared, my heart went cold and only hollow rhythms resounded from within.
It is really disturbing that it is almost New Year's and I have a Halloween pumpkin in my last entry. And I have a paid account here that I keep renewing.
aggravated
