Monday, 7 July 2008 @ 10:39 pm
regrets. im full of regrets now.
:(:(:(
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.