I am strange. I hate to be with people I don't adore with all my heart and soul, and even then I often want to be alone. I like to plot and write macabe poetry. I have a knack for that. The descrpition of death is my domain. I am a strange one. I live in the world inhabited by dreams. I visit your world for a bit before moving on. I like to be alone to think, to dream. I dream a lot now days. About a lot of different things. Now that I've said that: I want to be alone now.
 Lunar Strawberry · Fri Jun 23, 2006 @ 08:47am · 2 Comments |
