Tuesday, 18 December 2007 @ 2:19 am
 





 MY DEAR X.I.T. HE GREW UP SO FAST!
HMM. I WONDER WHEN HE WILL CALL ME!
<3
tis' the way
 
Reach my prismic soul.
Hello, my name is paper and I am a piece of paper. 
My purpose is to have people write on me and to be printed by printers. 
I like the smell of wood because it smells like my parents. 
My ambition is to be thrown away and recycled.