my last healthy relationship died when i flushed those seeded clouds out of my system. immediately, after the last effect wore off, you were gone in a blue flash. and i paced around for about two years, saying to myself the whole while, "that pan better not come back. he'll get a lung full of charcoal, he will."
this room isn't the same with swag(ger) because my spirit has been frozen to the quick for three years- right around last call. i'm just spewing nonsense because it's easier than being quiet and i dont have enough time to sleep as much as i would like.
conclusion: the inventory check is complete- we've scanned the floor(no shelves) only to find a memory or two(not even enough to get nostalgic about) and there is a grave deficiency on close friends.
build it(shelves) and they will come.
unhappy
- August 21, 2009
- RosesAtSunset
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