We kiss like painted tigers
but we bleed like no on else


2004-03-08

I wished I had a gun just to blow out this headache. For 6 hours i've been wasting my energy on thinking over and over again where I could get a gun (so I now know that theres no reasonable way).

But of course this feeling fades, as all feelings do. Ily a des mots qui tuent.

dead + alive