TheWanderingCathar
depression hits after the pain finally subsides, and then the nauseating reminder of catharsis and repetition once more to occur. It doesn't help, but it feels good. But it is the perceptual love that keeps me strong, no matter how fleeting it might feel. But it is eternal, I tell you, no matter what those fickle feelings may imply.
Favorite track: (pain) - 翅膀: remix by desert sand feels warm at night.