Kajsa (everlaster) wrote,

please don't pick the roses. they're happier elsewhere.

"We will know, won't we,
Stars will explode in the sky.
But they don't, do they?
Stars have their moments, and then they die"...

i slit my finger while picking roses yesterday. you'd think you'd live aslong as there is love but that's not it. i'll live until i don't want to anymore. morning and feeling enlighted maybe, or just slightly high on mushroom soup and icecream, before a breakfast that is better known as an early lunch. if you close your eyes you're infinite. all i need to know, and the radio displays a girly saying "i got a bone to pick with capitalism, and a few to break"

leaving the house tonight. oh..
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