robot talk. bleepity bloop.
im in but im out
think for yourself
think think think for yourself
There are stories out there that were written...that were
thought about for hours upon hours before someone put them
down on paper...or...computer screen.
My heart strings...my heart strings are made of a fine silk
that has been stretched and tangled and rewoven by
spiders. yours then was made out of a thick stuff some
time years ago when you found that the secret in life was
to never fall in love.
what if falling in love is the only thing you're good at?