There's a boy somewhere, being groomed to be a banker, a respectable member of society, but all he can do is dream of adventure and excitement and the limitless, unconstrained sky. I haven't even read past this, but it's gorgeous.
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Oh fuck, #5 actually made me tear up, and #6 got me. Bawww. I'm listening to the songs as I read, and it's like, ANGST x1000.
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It’s a chasm that is traced back to a fissure that is traced back to a single crack, and the crack has many names. Indifference. Inaction. Selfishness.
He could have prevented this. ;__________________; This song is so emo but it fits so weeeell. D:
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...Nnnngh. Because Dan checks every morning now, to see if he's missing any sugar. He checks every night for a broken lock. Every day for forty years, he finds nothing, and the gradual chipping away of hope is far worse than lack of it would have been. Years pass and Archie falls to pieces on the basement floor and Laurie goes on before him and that thread of hope grows dimmer and dimmer all the while. Then, suddenly it seems, he is an old old man, alone, dying in his bed -
Yeah, that's it, I think you just broke my heart. Appropriate icon is appropriate.
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Date: 2009-11-30 07:41 am (UTC)There's a boy somewhere, being groomed to be a banker, a respectable member of society, but all he can do is dream of adventure and excitement and the limitless, unconstrained sky.
I haven't even read past this, but it's gorgeous.
--
Oh fuck, #5 actually made me tear up, and #6 got me. Bawww. I'm listening to the songs as I read, and it's like, ANGST x1000.
--
It’s a chasm that is traced back to a fissure that is traced back to a single crack, and the crack has many names. Indifference. Inaction. Selfishness.
He could have prevented this.
;__________________; This song is so emo but it fits so weeeell. D:
--
...Nnnngh.
Because Dan checks every morning now, to see if he's missing any sugar. He checks every night for a broken lock. Every day for forty years, he finds nothing, and the gradual chipping away of hope is far worse than lack of it would have been. Years pass and Archie falls to pieces on the basement floor and Laurie goes on before him and that thread of hope grows dimmer and dimmer all the while. Then, suddenly it seems, he is an old old man, alone, dying in his bed -
Yeah, that's it, I think you just broke my heart.
Appropriate icon is appropriate.