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edit: I'm gone for five seconds and dA moves the furniture around?! I FEEL THE LOVE DA
thinking of leaving. well i am...not much of a thought anymore.
but that means abandoning probably the only audience i've ever had or will ever have
then again, i never really wanted to be remembered.
im gonna miss this place.
my pm runs out some time in december, i think, so i guess ill drift around here till then. maybe do some random polls. idk.
i feel like i should apologize for leaving. it's hard to walk away from something you spent nearly 4 years building -- all that time, energy, love. it's like abandoning a child. maybe that's why i'm sorry.
but i think i've gone as far as i can here...
"Sometimes I think I have felt everything I'm ever gonna feel. And from here on out, I'm not gonna feel anything new. Just lesser versions of what I've already felt."
--Her
anyway. if for some reason you want to keep up with my writerly endeavors here's the temporary new dwelling:
gravitywrites.tumblr.com/
or my regular tumblr: 0h-gravity.tumblr.com/
if you don't have a tumblr no worries! just fav the page and if ever you're like, "i wonder what that gravity person is up to?" you'll know where to look, heh.
thanks. hope y'all are well.
--gravity
thinking of leaving. well i am...not much of a thought anymore.
but that means abandoning probably the only audience i've ever had or will ever have
then again, i never really wanted to be remembered.
im gonna miss this place.
my pm runs out some time in december, i think, so i guess ill drift around here till then. maybe do some random polls. idk.
i feel like i should apologize for leaving. it's hard to walk away from something you spent nearly 4 years building -- all that time, energy, love. it's like abandoning a child. maybe that's why i'm sorry.
but i think i've gone as far as i can here...
"Sometimes I think I have felt everything I'm ever gonna feel. And from here on out, I'm not gonna feel anything new. Just lesser versions of what I've already felt."
--Her
anyway. if for some reason you want to keep up with my writerly endeavors here's the temporary new dwelling:
gravitywrites.tumblr.com/
or my regular tumblr: 0h-gravity.tumblr.com/
if you don't have a tumblr no worries! just fav the page and if ever you're like, "i wonder what that gravity person is up to?" you'll know where to look, heh.
thanks. hope y'all are well.
--gravity
here we go
I keep nicking up my hand somehow only to realize it after the hand sanitizer. hot holy hell fire. I don't understand how I've gotten so obliviously clumsy. another cover: https://0h-gravity.tumblr.com/post/641805322068033536/my-cover-of-birmingham-by-shovels-and-rope-hope not the best recording I've done but well there it is. hope you like it. hope y'all are hanging in there. --gravity
this is the part where you nod and say yeah
I always cycle through this heavy nostalgia mood for dA heyday. so many good times. I remember when I first started posting on here there was this user who introduced me to the ghost town Pine Point and then a couple years ago I was listening to the PUP album The Dream Is Over which has a song inspired by the town. And every time I listen to the song I think about that person and I wonder if they remember me too. It was a brief acquaintance as they left the site or maybe they just changed usernames I don't know but they were one of the first people to engage with my poetry. and I think every person I had a connection with on here has something linked to them like that - some piece of music or book or poem or movie or place. and when I see that token of them I remember that person and I want to reach out but I don't; part of that is because they aren't on dA anymore and I don't have any contact info beyond this but for those that I do have the means to reach out and I don't. some
meteor make me young
I can't seem to make my own original content so in the meantime here's a cover: https://0h-gravity.tumblr.com/post/631813639421247488/this-was-probably-one-of-the-hardest-songs-ive yeah, I'm still making those hope all is well --gravity
the deep despair
well it's finally reached me. yesterday, after a seemingly endless work day. hearing the strains and aches of the system and of every human all around. after all my sighing and sighing and sighing. and just as I am escaping from the hellish place I am stopped and faced with a mirror of such...devastation, my soul could not bear it. I managed it well enough that she could not see it then. under the mask and through the goggles. I managed it. and when I departed, I rushed through the hall because the tears were there and they were not going away. the heaviness would not leave me until it had indeed bore itself out. the single stall bathroom was unoccupied. a small mercy. and I finally sobbed. everything in me. all of it. the youth of it. the brutal end of it. the slightest hope fighting against snuffing out. the futility. the futility. please god. don't let him die. I say all this for catharsis. I don't mind so much to be heard. I've carried it since yesterday and it is making me
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