I'm the person you try to casually walk by without a second thought. I'm the asshole who frustrates you by driving too close. I'm the image which haunts your dying memory...
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Long you live and high you fly
I wonder if it's possible that I could be some very weird synesthete? I attribute way too much personal characteristics to the letters I write. It would almost be comical to see the thoughts in my head if it didn't debilitate certain phrases.
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