Tuesday, July 25, 2006

wast1ng t1me

time and breath are to be wasted in the most glorious of fashions. while dancing with beauty, while wallowing in crapulencse, while flirting with the vision of love. while taking chances and hitting the floor. while falling upon swords and while waving to the gods of all that cannot be counted within our lifetimes.

let me waste, let me waste, let me waste.