Thursday, May 07, 2009

I'm in love (lust) with you today,
in love (lust) with you today,
in love (lust) with you today.

The shape of your eyes...


ugh.


And the white fades near the end of the day when it seems that I have dreamt in vain. And my dreams always seem to be unusually clean. The white and the light and the absence. Although it may seem

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