If you're going to judge me...

[rockkei]

P R O M I S E?

Good.

I wish I could start it off with describing how my secret is beautiful in it’s obscurity.  Telling you about how love, and infinity truly feels , describing it in all of it’s flawless glory.  But I’m afraid.

S C A R E D

To get your hopes up. After all, the moral of this story is seen, with me laying here alone, dying in a

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[crevanfox]

It’s so dark in this room, in this hospital. But it’s for the best, I promise. At least this way, you won’t be able to see me. Darling, I’m dying, I’m aged, I’m withered and broken. If you could see right now; like a tree you could probably tell my age, my life’s story by the crevices of laugh-lines and frown-lines surrounding my face…

you were channeling me there. So frickin old!

but anyhoo, nice poem. Dying people are great to tell your secrets too, they're like confession booths with built in timers.

[rockkei]

Pshhht, you're immortal. You have no wrinkles. <33 Thankies, I'm thinking of turning it into a story... she had an affair with someone [hahahhaha princess Di, and her family got so furious they killed her off] ahahahahhahaa

[crevanfox]

You have no wrinkles

thats 'cause fat don't crack, bb

[rockkei]

-sighsighsigh-