fragile like a string of pearls
the back of my wrist hurts as if i'd been cutting but i've done nothing to it.
Tuesday, May 11, 2004
About Me
- Name: Iris
- Location: Eindhoven, Netherlands
I can't be your weather
'cause if it rains, then it rains.
I can't be your lover
because the feelings would change.
I can't be the wind
because the wind blows too free,
but if you want a true companion
don't forget about me
Previous Posts
- don't have to play me backwards
- new layout
- nobody's girl
- desesperada
- urgh
- muerta de sed
- no frontiers
- drawing the story
- shall we then say goodnight and mean goodbye
- david and jonathan
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