Grab your bag and grab your coat

Nov 11, 2009 23:54

My sister's perfume makes my teeth hurt.
She talks too loudly. I cannot think. Hush and be gentle: it is the time for sleeping.

I'm waiting for the southeastern corner of the sky to fall. We will dance in the darkness as the world begins its end.

The cat is crazy. I am, too.

One foot in and one foot back...

brainpuke, amazing

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