quasi_sean

dying in the middle of a giggle...

just kisses spent, never wasted...like whispers in my ear from furthur away then my heart can take. how the insanity is shifting and the mind is melting for her--

is this all one big collage of memories painted and pasted into one face that is too beautiful when it is stripped of its mask.

somebody capture this feeling. place it in the jar above the oven. and guard it w/the knives and swords...