we put the fun in funeral

Thursday, August 10, 2006

i spend most of my days in airport lounges waiting.

i am a time capsule.
put something inside of me. i will show it back to you on your deathbed.
my eyes are always rubbed red.
my bestfriend has been designed to perfection- down to the spot over his eye.
everything else is wrecked and broken down on the side of the road, and thats if im lucky.
im always up until it gets light out. waiting.
for thing that never happen.

im leaving on a jet plane, dont know when ill be back again...

in my wallet i carry a letter filled with words i have never told anyone. maybe one day ill get some courage and a stamp.

love the ruiner of hearts.