"Thrice"

December 20th, 2012; tumblr

It honestly feels as though perhaps this could be the best of days. The end, that is. There’s been this recurring phrase floating around my head the last few, months.

“I watch the world burn and all I think is, ‘maybe I’ll finally find some peace’”

The significance is hardly elusive. It doesn’t take genius to tell. I’m tired. I’m exhausted and unsure if there really is anything else I have to offer. Surprise, surprise, I’m sure. Just what the hell am I even doing any more?