I have a cut on my thumb and I kept rubbing it against the edge of my Mac.
It's bleeding now. I think I'm rather daft. Sleeping on the couch tonight,
unable to let my dreams take flight.
School's kickstarting on the fourth - tomorrow's already New Years' Eve.
2010 is fast, in a blink it'll be 2011, 31st December.
Time may past but sometimes what you have done, thought of, felt about,
remains etched in your conscience. And no amount of weed, LSDs are ever going to part you and your memories.
The things a deceased person leaves behind are more worth than his corpse.