Monday, May 19, 2008

how about love

I really feel like driving a 9inch into my scalp for this fickle mind.
Its been too long to remotely imagine of possibilities that were well possible pastly.

But.
Now.present.currently.now.now.now.

I can probably declare its all for the sake.
The “thrill of the chase”

The most um emblematic possible way is probably to drive-through it.
Ramming it right to the bone and convincing myself that there was never any damage made the first time.

Yes.

It’s the only possible way.
I can think of.

I cant believe myself.

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