Cause I built you a home in my heart,



With rotten wood, it decayed from the start.
Sunday, May 3, 2009 @ 12:08 AM
Slightly kitsch, satirically melodramatic and snappily paced.

Shooting stars are not stars at all.
They are just rocks that enter the atmosphere and catch fire under friction.
What we wish on at night when we see one, is actually just a trail of debris

Mad was very fun today. Ustaz is annoying me to the max