The Dress Looks Nice On You
trees , bushes , grass , buildings , windows , street lamps , pavements , streets , turns . all is silent . i don't see anyone , all is silent , all is desolate . i guess i see more when i take off my glasses.
got to runaway , my father destroys me , my father will destroy me .
but mum has a spare plan.
[ we cry together princess , we cry together ]
posted by dvd @ Sunday, September 03, 2006
1 Comments:
my glasses seem to be magic or should i say cursed somehow, with them on i can see things that don't actually exist and they turn garbage cans into alive moving people. good my doc told me today i don't have to wear them no more and come back to my contact lenses. -8,5.
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