2004-09-22 - 11:55 p.m.
I update you. You update me. We fall like tears from bleeding all-gone, no-more bed-dead skies.
My senses can take you on. THe strings relax over attractively., stop saying it won't last. Hey here i was again and here i am . Can You think Of Better proof forever. Will you take me home 'cause yeah I feel like I am all-ready there. You've orchestrated such simplicity. How convex the inverse of gone-for-good healing. Do you do this all for me? Or am i ego-manianically mother fucking crazy? Either way you make me feel so hot-damn good. All i say i "damn.". That's right, "damn". But of course I'll have the selfish nerve to ask for more. I want your lips upon mine. At - least a brush across their landscape. God damn you drive me in-sane.
