Saturday, December 01, 2007
♥ 11:47 PM
You're dead, and I'm letting go.
We're going nowhere, and I'm getting used to it.
I prefer the innocence, the ignorance.
Where we just dream and pretend to be things.
I like that, I really do.
But its okay, less stress less white hair.
Let nature take its course.
Flow down the rivers and let it reach the ocean.
When the time is right, I'll be waiting in my red gown.
Holding my white rose.i'm a happy kid!
yes celeste, we've to stop cheap thrilling.
but for now, its the closest thing we have to assurance.
whoosh! let's all go dream of pretty things tonight.
Like dramatic endings and soft sweet beginnings.
I've given up on staying sad, cause it just knaws us away part by part.
"she had too much on her mind"jaime.
i really love you, do you know that?
&when will you take me away on a balloon?
