Thursday, August 14, 2008
7:08 AM
too close for comfort
Thou shalt not explore thou's thoughts. O great Lord, if thou could use the riches of the seas and buy You into disclosing thy's thoughts, thou wil't do it with much haste. Otherwise, thou shal't wallow in knee length lemon juice of misery, consumed by the undulating waves of the yellow sea. It doesnt matter if none of you understand anyway, its written in old literature format, but then again, none of you really have to know. Goodnight people.