Nov 23, 2003 16:32
Little girls in expensive dresses. Flowers that bloom only in the winter. The way it feels to fall asleep next to someone. The fifth stair that always creaks, and I chipped my bass because I have a "bad temper"
this is the game that moves as you play
one thousand dollars in debt. eyes that only see fog. silhouttes on white walls and mirrors that only detect shadows. Empty rooms and dusty curtains. Voices that echoe through the dark and people and moments you can never wash out of your clothes. Convince yourself this is how it's supposed to be and maybe it won't hurt so much. "Because photos lie, and liars use photos" scrape away the layers and figure out what means the most to you.