If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. (:
Saturday, 1 August 2009
Worlds are following out like endless rain into a paper cup, they slither wildly as they slip away across the universe. Pools of sorrow, waves of joy are drifting throught my opened mind, possessing and caressing me. Nothing's gonna change my world!