as if inside our skulls, instead of the brain, we felt a fish, floating, attracted by the Moon.

Monday, December 7, 2009

I hate my skeleton.










me without you is like
a sneaker without laces,
a geek without braces,
asentencewithoutspaces.














sometimes I am allowed to be a girl.
sometimes.

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