macbastard

Does anyone even read these things? I wnat to go away for a long time. to a place where the sky is always pink and purple and the clouds are billoious. And the color of the grass hurts my eyes. In this place there is always a cool breeze, and at nightime fireflys...Or wait prehaps farries come out at dusk. And I sit in a velvet robe sipping applecider under an enourmous old yew tree... Waiting.....smiling....Hoping you will come to me soon....And who is the "You"? ......I don't know...But I might have an idea.....WIIIIIINNNNK!

Macpoof