Hot.
Cold.
Hot.
Cold.
Warm?
Freezing?
It's like bi-polar. I can't wait to take pictures of the snow.
me.

Everything.I wanted to scream. Anything. Everything.Everything.
To the endless sky.
To the pulsing highway that's near by. To the artifical cars that roam the roads. To the bright red stop signs. To the tall trees. To the planes that soar in the cotton-white clouds. To the flowers and bees. And to everything that is living and breathing on this Earth. And trust me I know this seems childish,
But that was my only wish. You would think this was out of anguish,
but it was out of happiness.
i love you

tragedies - collab.you deserve all the cobweb dreams, fairytale hopes, and explosive love in the world, but i know that i will never be the one to give them to you.tragedies - collab.
you need notes that end with 'ps - you're brighter than twenty-seven silver stars'. i can't bring myself to write them, though.
it's not like you'd read them, anyway.
i cut out paper hearts and dreams and gave them to you, but you only ripped them up and said 'these aren't good enough.'
when i painted you a picture of golden skies and sunshine smiles, you handed it
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it's much appreciated.
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not from concentrate.
have a good day :]
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flikr's for lovers.
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some people are like slinkies not really good for anything but it will always bring a smile to your face when you push them down stairs...
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A Mad Scientist of art...
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Who am I?
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