Post by winona poppy piper on Apr 17, 2013 17:27:28 GMT -8
w i n o n a || p o p p y || p i p e r
my memories no sharp
butter knife what a life, anyway
i’m building y’all a clock stop
what am I hemingway?
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butter knife what a life, anyway
i’m building y’all a clock stop
what am I hemingway?
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april seventeenth, 2053
diary, or whatever the hell i'm supposed to call you, i hope you realize i'm only going to use you so i don't forget what happens to me. i do that a lot. forget. no, more like black out. have no memory of what happened the day, hour, minute before. it's probably the drugs, but i'm not gonna stop. not just yet. i'm too young to give up my fun.
but anyways, yeah. had a pretty good day. went to work, put in some hours for money. four/twenty's coming up and we both know what that means ;) the party this year is going to be great. or should i say parties? can't wait.
but hey diary? it's late. and i do enjoy sleeping. and really, you're not that important to me. no offense or anything. but i'm gonna sleep.
~poppy
JACK from caution 2.0 made this gorgeous template. He worked hard, so leave the credit on, bitch.