keep your / hand on the rail / if / all / else fails

<< Monday, Oct. 26, 2009 - 8:36 pm >>
why do you still come around when i have nothing at all to say to you?

you, here in this space, same time yesterday. surreal: the shoes, the shadows and the laughs. food for thought. i chew on my skin, eat my regrets. i'm not grown up enough for this modern concept. please, we don't even speak the same language now.