This fragile state of mind shall be laid to rest;
Dust to dust, as ash to ash...
All but truth shall pass
All but truth and clarity:
Only these shan't pass
Respite, O, sweet Respite
Deliver from this desperate,
Lachrymose, comatose
Exile, lacking exit
Quit crying your heart out.
Going for the warmer tones...
About Me
- Sarah
- Maple Glen, PA, United States
- Hi there.
My name is Sarah Fasano, and my goal in life is to make sure everybody else is having a good time.
I like to music, and that will be all. Writing, playing, practicing, performing, working on theory, and so on.
Terrycloth makes me feel uncomfortable with myself.
I got good at feeling bad, and that's why I'm still here.
I am ten percent literal and ninety percent metaphor.
I don't believe in myself.
I like people. They're so fascinating.
I'm fifteen years old.
But I'm not sure anybody knows how old for my age I really am.
I'm vegan.
I'm straight edge.
I'm not an atheist; I can't believe in a god.
I'm generally Democratic.
I'm an ornithophobic.
Judge me; love adored.
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