Saturday, May 12, 2007

Curtains.

I need to put curtains up. Big drapes, chintzy maybe, if my mother has her way, but something that shuts the sunlight out. And the prying eyes. I need one of those dim bulbs to help me with my insomnia. Surreal, with incense sticks, and red everywhere.

There is a stillness in the air. It's wonderful how despair turns your dreams into multi coloured, sweet smelling candy floss tinged with Vodka and lime.

Where the ideal world has clean roads, and its always snowing. And there's a dog waiting to welcome you back home, who just wants you to feed him and pet him and turns onto his back for a tickle.

I have bitten my nails into ragged uneven blades, that hurt me everytime i touch my face. I think i lost my nail cutter.

Run away...run away....run AWAY...RUN away.

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