yo, that's wack if i'm not the baddest


profile * old * mail * fucking sign it* or how about a nice note? you go forward / i'll go backwards


when you hit me, my eyes swelled like helium balloons who wanted to break away & float into outer space. instead they just stayed and made the light dance, like being drunk at a fairground. you slid your skinny arms around me as if to protect me from that invisible force that made you do such things.
d-land