2:24 pm
biznatch
lara-> you the biznatch
we're just two overgrown dwarves with our beards cut off
...who KNOWS what secrets it may contain...
The Course of Curses
Petals placed carefully along the pools of pity
Dribbling droplets of dew in the dawning daybreak
I close my clamy hand around thin air
Willingly wasting the chances I take
Sizzling sun in the center of the sky
Effortlessly eating away at the earth
Rambling and roasting I run without rain
Willingly wearing away at self-worth
Kissing the coolness of luscious land
Steadily sinking the sun sets its course
Dazedly drifting away to my dreams
I request this everlasting radiant remorse
r.i.p. menchi -> may you rest in p i e c e s |