Thursday, April 16, 2009
hello, old friend.
6:09 PM
To all my disbelievers - I'll teach you to believeWe get addicted to our medicine, we create our own disease----2AM emptiness sounds deceptively like profundity. one hand in the proverbial chocolate box, you eat overused cliches like air, andlater on- drape sickly sweetly over old porcelainbecause they were someone else's wordsand the copyright churned them in your stomach. "truth is-"i've always let my imagination lead my heart. heart. what an ugly word.