Monday, April 18, 2011


What becomes of the broken hearted? In a way we are all ghosts searching for Casper in an abandoned castle that once housed love. The people closest to us will one day leave with nothing but the clothes on their back. For a long time you will seek answers even though you know you can't go back and change the course of events. The ghosts will stay with you long after the lights are turned on. Everyday will be a constant reminder of what could have and should have been.
The fate of others unknowingly lies in the hands of strangers. Which isn't always a good thing. Foolishly we allow ourselves to believe that this time will be different. That finally it is our time to shine, but with the blink of an eye we are rudely awakened to the sad reality that not every story has a happy ending. In the event that the yellow brick road stops short and leads you to a never ending hamster ride at Willy Wonka's factory start spiking the water fountain.

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