there was nothing left to lose (picture)
a photograph of a spilled ice cream cone
the golden sun
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feelings (poem)
if i could write a story about you i would, but i can't capture the feelings you give me finding the words to describe you anew an eternity on my mind an unhealthy state of mind thinking about you oftentimes i'll be here till the leaves turn brown wishing to be sleeping sound with the feelings in my mind i think i'll try to find some sort of closure. ** ⎈ **
my relationship with nostalgia (and why this is incorrect)
even the most routine song can be deeply entrenched in your brain.
the rut called creativity
when your tires are stuck in the mud of constant creative activity.
everyone is an island
many recent first-party games are set on islands now.