thoughts in chaos

long is the way and hard that out of hell leads up to the light. [john milton] [life] is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing. [shakespeare]


April 05, 2009

the flame.

you were not really expecting me to ask that, were you? 'cause i've learned something lately: to keep my hands away from the flame. it burns, i've tried several times. i know that pain already. so i don't ask. i don't ask not to get burned again. and i watch you burning, going around and itching to tell me all that. it would be funny if it wasn't so sad. 

10:25 PM

 

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