Sunday, August 06, 2006

d3ar d3ad g1rl - part 4

dear dead girl...

something seems to have snapped. my mind drifts no-longer to the old stories, even though i know they are there. they still seem to hang fat in the air with no intention of leaving. like a nice pink fog, but i guess i just cant see them anymore.

its really a shame, because they were so much fun. so much fun that even the blank space that they left behind sometimes echoe tiny giggles in to the charged air of my mind's mind... making me laugh... for no reason at all.

i do that a lot these days.

c'est fromage luv... c'est fromage...