so you sailed away into a grey sky morning.

let's set our hearts on self destruct.

Tuesday, October 26

OH REALLY?

I don't want to care anymore.
I didn't do those things.
Maybe someday I can fly to the moon.
Yes I can.
Stop staring at me like that.
Nash gives everyone a big hug.
And takes it back.
Here's a handshake.
Oh, I fooled you this time.
Whatever it is, it just wasn't me.
I said stop looking at me like that.
I want that black kitten.
Don't you?
I'm very wrong.
Oh really?

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

yeah, really. you like little black things

7:33 PM  

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