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Mew

02 Mar 2008 1 Comment

I dare you to not think that he’s adorable…But you’ve probably failed the test already… =)

My grandma fell asleep listening to comforting sounds.

I love my poh poh.

“It’s hard to make sense. Feels as if I’m sensing you through a lens.”

I fucking knew it.

Why did you have to prove me right?

Where do these instincts lead me to?

I enter the gray weather.

You had to mess with my saliva.

No wonder, it was a fluke.

No more questions.

No more pleads.

No more riding over me.

The transfer wasn’t enjoyable.

I didn’t ask myself because I was afraid of the answer.

I wished the morning to arrive soon.

It’s dry.

I’m not eased.

Mew is not helping.

You’re not present.

Let it go.