I want my trail to grow over and disappear, but now someone is reading it.
Escape and Evasion through the subways of time gone by
On second thought, maybe I'd rather be dangerous
Inside the gingerbread house, the witch is waiting
Watching your girlfriend asleep
Weak and desperate from decades of commuting the djinn would barter all for coffee and a friendly ear
all lost lights limped on into the limitless dark
So, you want to change your hair color? Read this first!
Remember I'm awful, in love with you
For the god threatens and punishes the stupid men
Hearken now, the darkness comes
I love you too
What you call truth is a blur. What you call knowledge is a rusty memory. What you call trust is a hope, a loyalty which has gone untested.
May 4, 1992
Pigs have good noses
Short women, stand tall
Of course it stops raining
Were there nine moons above your head? Were there none?
how striking is the world, how careless and full of desire
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