everything is illuminated in the light of the past: there is a light and it never goes out

Monday, June 29

there is a light and it never goes out

I hate the hsc so fucking much. the only thing that gets me through the ridiculous stress and pressure I put myself under is the idea of burning my books at the end of all this, and the sheer freedom I will have afterwards. I don't remember what it's like not to feel guilty about being behind on school work/putting off school work/not doing enough work etc. I don't remember what it's like to come home from school and literally have no work to do. I am so over it. usually I'd be pretty excited for the holidays, except for the fact that I have to work my face off to get my major works done in that time.
I'm keen to do work on my PIP since I chose probably the best topic ever, but extension english 2 can get the fuck out. ANYWAY WHY AM I TALKING ABOUT THIS, IT DEPRESSES ME. ONTO NICE THINGS:

I love calm photos

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everything is illuminated

They made for themselves a sanctuary from Trachimbrod, a habitat completely unlike the rest of the world. No hateful words were ever spoken, and no hands raised. More than that, no angry words were ever spoken, and nothing was denied. But more than that, no unloving words were ever spoken, and everything was held up as another small piece of proof that it can be this way, it doesn't have to be that way; if there is no love in the world, we will make a new world, and we will give it heavy walls, and we will furnish it with soft red interiors, from the inside out, and give it a knocker that resonates like a diamond falling to a jeweler's felt so that we should never hear it. Love me, because love doesn't exist, and I have tried everything that does.