Tuesday, October 13, 2009

the weather's strange, can't tell you anymore

though this desperate gale will drive away the jasmine and the blossoms,
leave us desolate once she has passed.
I simply cannot convince myself to be bothered, for I could never ask her to stop.

My only desire is to sit on the roof and be blown away with her, a sister in madness...

i eat poo :D

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