This is the last entry of this blog.




I have burned everything,
and he has now ceased to exist.


May these be the last words I write of him,
and the last you will read of me.







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Kiss me out of desire, babe, and not consolation.
You know it makes me so angry 'cause I know that in time,
I'll only make you cry, this is our last goodbye.

-Jeff Buckley
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