In that last twinkle of life, that indefinite wrinkle that clouds our senses turns us into saints. And, as a sinner, all I can hope for is youth.
As the hour glass turns inside out I'll stand there laughing at that stupid reflection.
Feckless, but not forlorn I can already smell it fading...
Fading into the singularity of the great nothingness I feared, it becomes silly and I become more and more fond of it.
I know what you'll mean when I can stop listening.
Just stop talking and you'll know too.
Lol, I ate at a restaurant called, "Chuy's" and I noticed that "Suy" doesn't mean anything in English, so I just decided to put that up there
Honestly, I just thought it was a random assortment of letters, lol.
(and thanks for the fave, btw!!)
i'm not realy understand the point of your note. ('cause i'm using google transleter . Lol. in google sometimes english and my language to be a lil' bit strange.Lol)
but, i like it.
is...is that what it's supposed to do? D:>
(jk)
Lol, and I guess?
I dunno, it was another one of those instances where I just started writing random phrases.
ah.
...I'm onto you.