24 September 2007


I hope people don't mind hoping... It's a wasted ride otherwise.


Blogger BD said...

Fractions of hurt, from laying face down for you to walk all over me. They call me well natured, it's lost in dark knights. Isolation surrounds perfection: the same thing it does to everything else...

Blogger One Wink at a Time said...

Perfection I believe is isolated by its very nature. Like oil and water, perfection and otherwise do not mix.

The dark of night does nothing to promote much but quiet fear and loneliness.

Never lie down to be walked upon. Lie down to be loved, or to rest from loving.

Blogger morbid misanthrope said...

Go ahead and hope in one hand and puke in the other. And then you'll see which one smells minty fresh first. Because hope is like minty dental floss, and it sticks between your fingers instead of falling on the floor. Hey, I think I need a shot of insulin. Neat!


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