Fuck the pretention. It would be nice to stripped, ugly, raw, just a piece of bloody flesh. It would be swell. You know, whimpering aloud - wanting to be hated or loved. Even as my tongue trips over redundant pieces of talk, the same, the same, the same all the time - I feel okay, because I see the complacent cushioning that I snuggle up against. And I sleep okay at night.
You're a happy thought on a restless day, V. Sometimes I wish you weren't such a bastard and I wasn't such a fool. But I'm glad anyway. Let's ride together somewhere someday.
(Sudu try not to roll your eyes - remember I'm only 13).
You're a happy thought on a restless day, V. Sometimes I wish you weren't such a bastard and I wasn't such a fool. But I'm glad anyway. Let's ride together somewhere someday.
(Sudu try not to roll your eyes - remember I'm only 13).
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posted by Loony Libberswick of Llapland at 1:02 AM
4 Comments:
Sounds like you had a fun puja.
You wouldn't happen to be talking about my V now, would you?
Incidentally, seeing the last poster of your earlier post reminded me, V makes lovely posters. You should see his work on the Sandman ones.
Haha - yes I had a fun Puja and NO I was definitely not talking about your V!
And I'd love to see the posters - although mine are just small doodle sized sketches :)
Kid, if you're happy, i'm happy! Thassal ye know on earth and all ye need to know.
:)
kid abar. *sigh*.
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