Monday, April 14, 2008

Whether day or night, fat foolish ones roll down the cliff. They fall a height and land on the pillow. where they are flattened into little dark pancakes. There they wither slowly. Definately...maybe they'll be forgotten after a while. It just takes time. But they can never be replaced.

Watch: Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind.

I already forgot how I used to feel about you.