Wednesday 20 October 2010

So lets whisper wishes in to washing machined dishes.







So i was in that kindof mood.
Tell constellation face i apologise for the pictures but i wanned to shove em up.




My keyboards dusty and the sun's already set like a souffle. Us, were two girls just trying to forget the bottom of murky puddles and picture the world in all its glory. It doesnt matter that the only way we can is 15 copper coins worth of a black blue box with two eyes inside; the lights look like birds in flight and theres nothing we can do anymore
but close our eyes and hope. ~

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