...is a damn good piece of music. I've got it looped on my mp3 right now, as it came to mind when I saw what happenned to that Robert/Greentlight person.
I hope he'll be fine - he went through worse shit than I ever did and while he wasn't the genius some made him out to be, he was quite smart, even if he wasn't right in the head.
Or maybe because.
I'm tired. And I keep dreaming of the maze. Only I can't find the way to the center anymore.
And then there's the regular ditching of the "party poopers" who keep finding me with a resolve worth of praise. If it's theirs.
I feel like a character in a badly written story - everything I know of myself , past and present, feels artificial and my current predicament feels like an obligatory tragedy that the protagonist should overcome in the end.
Shame I'm only a bit character who's probably being controlled by some evil, demented puppet-master.
Anyone who got the reference is officially a nerd.
I see all this happenning and I really wish I could help somehow.
This is all so fucked up. Most people would want it to stop.
I just want it to get better.