Tuesday, January 11

Jan. 11 Tues.
"You love me, but you don't know who I am,
I'm torn between this life and where I stand..
You love me but you don't know who I am,
So let me go..
Let me go." -Let Me Go

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The night was longer than I thought it would be.

I collapsed on the bed with a dying miniature milky way cutting across the soft expanse of coffee-colored void..























I woke up with a new galaxy, ribboned with dying red stars.

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I lost my honor.

















Maybe I didn't have it in the first place.

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Stars never felt so cold.