It's like a case of unbreakable rulers that have the word fragile painted on the side.
Doesn't seem to make sense, but most of it doesn't any way. Like a dream that, for the most part is real, until you realize that you aren't wearing pants. Or you're completely naked. Which ever one sounds like you. I find myself, day after day, in a sort of running gag. On lookers might say "That never really happened" or "that is much to unfortunate". But my luck ends up dry, as most people know. I have something set, and it comes up match.
Where am I going with this? Heh, that's for you to figure out. I'm not a deep person, so it should be easy.
It should. ~Kella
Inspirational Discharge · Wed Oct 03, 2007 @ 10:22pm · 0 Comments |