That we meet in our middle way,
on our way back down to earth.
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Pamela 11071995
I felt that night, on the stage, incredibly close to everything in the universe, but also extremely alone. I wondered, for the first time in my life, if life was worth all the work it took to live. What exactly made it worth it? What’s so horrible about being dead forever, and not feeling anything, and not even dreaming? What’s so great about feeling and dreaming? Tagboard
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Friday, June 19, 2009
We're going down, down in an earlier round.
I'm such a pig sleep so much.
Anyone wanna go out clear homework next week.
HAHA cos I don't get a thing from the one being "circulated" around. Whoo some mini changes on the farewell, more time. HAHA OMG I realise I changed stuffs without asking anyone,nevermind Idc, Monday then see how. I'm sure you people wanna bathe before farewell rather than after, come on got friendly in the morning somemore eh disgusting bleh. Ah whatever suck suck suck.
Booze ahh. |