sick, sick.

December 1, 2009

this is what i think you mean when you ask me if i have dirty thoughts.

sleeping in my bed and other forms of escapism, colours and their magic, avoiding routine at all costs, confection, foxes, always losing my glasses and my mind, neurosis, dreaming forever, my stupid clothes, my bestfriend, love of freedom love of money. cartoons and their colours and stories and magic. sharing. a fear of the dark and everything else that is uncertain.