Go on … risk the bad luck.
“The inside of my head is coated with reflection. Ideas generated can’t break the surface tension. Repelled towards their source, not reaching their destination. Only to reappear. Nothing new, recycled thoughts. I want to smash the mirror, and risk the bad luck”
huh? what’s that?
May 18th, 2007 at 1:45 pm
cooooooooooooooooooooooooooool…. :D~~~~