Who is this Vodkalov??
Where is she?
I don't see a stitch of her here
Not a single trace
If you find her let me know
I should most certainly be the first to know

not a word.

and it smells like last night's folly
the slip of a thigh
your head tipping between your shoulder blades
and the echo of your breathe says you're still flying
my god is a laser shot
neon taste of teeth
this ocean includes your ripple
this song stole your voice
tinsel in the trash
herded into the streets
we're all walking somewhere

cuddlephobe ( Read more... )

I'm dead and I'm perfectly content.

ha ha ha!

i'm in your livejournals, forging your posts. ;D

and you'll never know who did it, or why!

mwahahahaha i'm behind 7 proxies fools!!!!

caio,
the mysterious haxxor X

I hate everything

I still don't know enough about you.
I still don't know enough about myself.

So there goes my life ( Read more... )

I'm not okay.