today is me day, so i'm riding the bday miles
spending this 24th one in relative peace and quiet.
+listening to: quiet by this will destroy you
BUILDING A FAKE FUTURE, IN HOPES THAT THE REAL FUTURE WILL SHOW UP TO MATE WITH IT
Gather ye rose-buds while ye may,
Old Time is still a-flying;
And this same flower that smiles today,
Tomorrow will be dying.