Comments on: Paint Me Shut http://secretvespers.com/2009/03/02/painted-shut/ a webcomic by Patrick Edwards-Daugherty Wed, 08 Sep 2010 18:27:09 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.0.1 By: BeautifulDawn http://secretvespers.com/2009/03/02/painted-shut/#comment-4607 BeautifulDawn Thu, 17 Dec 2009 21:54:35 +0000 http://secretvespers.com/?p=642#comment-4607 Everytime I close my eyes, I see things that have happened between myself and a guy. Without fail. The only time I escape is when I sleep. It may sound crazy, me saying that "I escape" but it drives me crazy. Knowing that I'll never be able to have this guy, no matter how hard I try. Everytime I close my eyes, I see things that have happened between myself and a guy. Without fail. The only time I escape is when I sleep. It may sound crazy, me saying that “I escape” but it drives me crazy. Knowing that I’ll never be able to have this guy, no matter how hard I try.

]]> By: ritz http://secretvespers.com/2009/03/02/painted-shut/#comment-3846 ritz Sun, 12 Jul 2009 16:00:33 +0000 http://secretvespers.com/?p=642#comment-3846 yeah. only for a little while. or for real. <i>it all boils down to how potent it really is.</i> yeah.

only for a little while.

or for real.

it all boils down to how potent it really is.

]]> By: Somerled http://secretvespers.com/2009/03/02/painted-shut/#comment-3232 Somerled Sun, 08 Mar 2009 22:05:38 +0000 http://secretvespers.com/?p=642#comment-3232 Chasing the dragon. Chasing the dragon.

]]> By: Somerled http://secretvespers.com/2009/03/02/painted-shut/#comment-3231 Somerled Sun, 08 Mar 2009 22:05:18 +0000 http://secretvespers.com/?p=642#comment-3231 And perhaps vice versa? And perhaps vice versa?

]]> By: MalikTous http://secretvespers.com/2009/03/02/painted-shut/#comment-3226 MalikTous Sun, 08 Mar 2009 12:20:14 +0000 http://secretvespers.com/?p=642#comment-3226 'It's just out of reach up in the air, Who knows how the pieces will land? There's a twist in the road around the next bend, The wheel's in your hands, the reel's in your head! As above, so below, Let your colours fly, let the goodtimes roll. Back to the start, to wipe the slate... Turn away, fickle heart, forget that face...' (ComSat Angels) ‘It’s just out of reach up in the air,
Who knows how the pieces will land?
There’s a twist in the road around the next bend,
The wheel’s in your hands, the reel’s in your head!
As above, so below,
Let your colours fly, let the goodtimes roll.
Back to the start, to wipe the slate…
Turn away, fickle heart, forget that face…’
(ComSat Angels)

]]> By: natasha http://secretvespers.com/2009/03/02/painted-shut/#comment-3217 natasha Fri, 06 Mar 2009 17:53:20 +0000 http://secretvespers.com/?p=642#comment-3217 I find there is sometimes a temptation to dwell on a feeling or memory for too long, until the potency gets worn out and you lose the thing for real, at least for a little while. I find there is sometimes a temptation to dwell on a feeling or memory for too long, until the potency gets worn out and you lose the thing for real, at least for a little while.

]]> By: ritz http://secretvespers.com/2009/03/02/painted-shut/#comment-3198 ritz Wed, 04 Mar 2009 03:34:55 +0000 http://secretvespers.com/?p=642#comment-3198 i often wonder what makes us choose memory over reality? can't recall the image post but i recall having read about similar musings on the topic here. i often wonder what makes us choose memory over reality? can’t recall the image post but i recall having read about similar musings on the topic here.

]]> By: anthony http://secretvespers.com/2009/03/02/painted-shut/#comment-3197 anthony Wed, 04 Mar 2009 03:20:43 +0000 http://secretvespers.com/?p=642#comment-3197 it always seems like no matter how tightly i close my eyes and try to remember her face i just can't see her anymore. i come close to getting that old feeling in my chest, the feeling i used to get when i was holding her close to me, but it's just a faint hint of what it used to be. it's like trying to remember how something tastes. you know what it is like when it is there but you can't ever, ever remember it clearly enough to be satisfied once it's gone forever. it always seems like no matter how tightly i close my eyes and try to remember her face i just can’t see her anymore. i come close to getting that old feeling in my chest, the feeling i used to get when i was holding her close to me, but it’s just a faint hint of what it used to be. it’s like trying to remember how something tastes. you know what it is like when it is there but you can’t ever, ever remember it clearly enough to be satisfied once it’s gone forever.

]]> By: c4i http://secretvespers.com/2009/03/02/painted-shut/#comment-3188 c4i Tue, 03 Mar 2009 21:54:50 +0000 http://secretvespers.com/?p=642#comment-3188 3. when you realize you could hold it forever, then you can let go 3. when you realize you could hold it forever, then you can let go

]]> By: ritz http://secretvespers.com/2009/03/02/painted-shut/#comment-3186 ritz Tue, 03 Mar 2009 13:16:31 +0000 http://secretvespers.com/?p=642#comment-3186 it made me believe that at the core still is man's basic goodness. made me believe in love once more. it made me believe that at the core still is man’s basic goodness.

made me believe in love once more.

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