I think we dream so we don't have to be apart so long. If we're in each other's dreams, we can play together all night.

Monday, December 28, 2009

there was no biological black hole of murder.


my grandfather is having open heart surgery tomorrow. let your prayers be with him. and im going to light candles. he's a catholic. but it doesn't matter. i just hope he lives. because he smells like coffe, and gives good hugs. and i've known nothing more all my life.

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