when theres nothing left to burn, you have to set yourself on fire.
Wednesday, 6 May 2009
i found something crying, it was my soul.
it's okay really though, cos my cat's shiny and sleek and beautiful.
she did have mouse guts stuck to her belly the other day though, oh dear.
i really want an iguana; i'd call him Mustafa and i could carry him around on my shoulder.
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