Monday, June 04, 2007

like, disposable chopsticks. tiny little blades of grass.
it stings.
sometimes its better to let a dream remain a dream.
ever heard of the Golden Hind?
legend says, she was of a color to bring wonder to the cruelest eyes and tenderness to the darkest heart.
She could make a man blind with one glimpse of her beauty; and he would count it a favor.
afterwhich, he's destroyed.
well, i caught a glimpse.
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10:33 AM