| ~stage; members only. |
[25 Mar 2008|04:37pm] |
you sit up on your perch for the rest of the night, you watch the moon and hope the damn thing crumbles. you count the stars reflecting in the windows and then you realize just how minimal you are. i stop and watch the airplanes leave the city and i silently wish i was on one.
| YOU HAVE NO BODY,
JUST A CAGE TO HOLD YOUR PARTS. |
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