spinoff of a not so famous tale
the CIGARETTE looked up at the worn out SHOE with tears in her eyes. not only did he turn away, but he felt as if he were running away from a dream he couldn't escape. when he could finally bear to ask the question, he turned to her and asked, "do i know you?" slowly and ever so listlessly she replied "you'll never notice unless its gone..."
**edit**
one thing i love about suburbia is that the street lamps make 3am look the same as 9, 10, 11, midnight
also does anyone else think smoke and rain are a really beautiful combination...like pretty you know?
AND for all you philosophy majors, "Hahaha." is not an actual sentence so it really doesnt need either capitalization or punctuation...unless you're a pompous ass...you know what im talking about =)
just a few things to round off this quasi-philosophical emo insomniac post, im covering all the bases tonight
and you smoke with a ghost in the back of my head
<3
**edit**
one thing i love about suburbia is that the street lamps make 3am look the same as 9, 10, 11, midnight
also does anyone else think smoke and rain are a really beautiful combination...like pretty you know?
AND for all you philosophy majors, "Hahaha." is not an actual sentence so it really doesnt need either capitalization or punctuation...unless you're a pompous ass...you know what im talking about =)
just a few things to round off this quasi-philosophical emo insomniac post, im covering all the bases tonight
and you smoke with a ghost in the back of my head
<3