Just one of those days. Or those days that add up to this. Or those days that led up to the days that culminated in this.
Destructionnnnn! (in more of an 'Avada Kedavra' sense.)
Oh but. None so archaic (or wizarding), as the notions comprehend.
Maybe its just the vague dullness that everything you ever started ends in, or hangs out with, for what very well may be the rest of its heartbroken time. Jolts and bumps, here and there. So depressing all of this sounds that I can pass off a pretention of amusement by now. Lets fancy those random testimonials to a horrible, horrible day. A day devoid of any occurrences, happenings or anything notable whatsoever. A day when you rationalise murder and gore, and grin. Atleast sneer. How I pray you too will pass, how I keep my fingers crossed. Maybe it is worth getting the tattoo now. How I ramble pointlessly? How this is probably the best part of my horrible, horrible day. Drawing parallels, being hatefully judgemental and succeeding to completely ruin even more. Remorseful thoughts - invoke, provoke, shut down. So much of this perplexing abstract. Argh! To you - prepositions and punctuations. And to you - vicious indulgence, and imploratory peace.
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