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.