Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Color my life with the chaos of trouble, 'cause anything's better than posh isolation

If I had to say something to everyone, I couldn't


Maybe I'd say, For my next birthday, I'd like my eyes to pixelate in a country where no one on the street is speaking English.







I want to be surrounded by people that are completely honest about what they like and what they dislike. The strings of words they think, what they feel, what they aren't able to, and the things that have happened which, if even hard to admit, are to blame.


And if I'm not there, I want them to be surrounded by one another.

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