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.