"mercy's eyes are blue and when she places them in front of you nothing holds a roman candle to the solemn warmth you feel inside"
February 07, 2004
12:28 p.m.
we speak in ruined tongues, and the words we say aren't meant for anyone
the times when cleverness isn't enough, even disillusionment seems passing. but everyone's forced to live with it, and i suppose it's the least i can ask of myself.