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i_just_wanna_touch_you
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beginning to end
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under "normal" circumstances, i don't even think it'd be too much to ask. but hey. you aren't here, and our circumstances belong to you only, because you don't even know who i am.
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021202
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"our" circumstances, even. and they do belong to me too, but you just haven't got a clue about them. it sure would help if you weren't dead.
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021202
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beginning to end
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if you weren't, i'd somehow make sure i got to meet you. i don't care about those other trillion people. they don't count. at all.
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021202
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you didn't know me you don't, you don't? no. you *didn't*. death is all-encompassing. when you're gone, you're FUCKING GONE. (yes yes, oh obvious one.) furthermore, i wasn't alive when you were. you didn't know me. but now, now you're becoming one of the most significant pieces of this mosaic, my dear.
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021202
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beginning to end
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parts pieces parts. parting departing returning please just let me embrace everything that made you who you were.
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021202
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beginning to end
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oh there's just something something s o m e t h i n g one thing the others will never know.
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021202
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Arugula Red
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beginning to end, your words ripped the shit out of me today. Good job, I guess. I don't ever want to let go.
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unhinged
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paul
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030312
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what's it to you?
who
go
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blather
from
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