in a court of sychophants.

i have crawled and crept through life, wounding the hands i've licked, and biting those i fawned upon.

Friday, March 4, 2011

words escape me.

the downside to being an optimist--you always end up missing everyone.

i'm not ready to see my face reflected in old, scratched up tin.
i'm not ready to see my face at all.
and i hate how the colour orange
just about engulfs me.
Posted by Keldy Supertramp at 11:10 AM
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