I am the chaos and you are the cosmos
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
999, save my life.
ohnine.ohnine.Oh, nine.
I shall cling on to the vague promise that I'll find the pot of gold at the end of our rainbow after the storm.
I call this your guilt present.
Finally the jellybean packet is torn open, the bouncing colours spill out in liberation. I said they were gone, 'cause they're dirty. You said they just wanna see the world, get their feet(or head) on the ground. I tried to sort them out. The reds aside, yellows aside, eat the purples, throw the greens. You said don't, they're prettier when they're together 'cause they're happier that way.
God, hear my prayers, please.
posted by minthol cigarette. # 10:13 PM 
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