I take pleasure in the details. a quarter pounder with cheese, those are good, the sky about ten minutes before it starts to rain, the moment where your laughter become a cackle. and i sit back and i smoke my camel straights and i ride my own melt.
That's all I have to say for now. I'll save the rest for rainy days.
For someone who was never meant for this world, I must confess I’m suddenly having a hard time leaving it. Of course, they say every atom in our bodies was once part of a star.Maybe I’m not leaving… maybe I’m going home.