Experimental, impressionistic sub-paragraph tumblin' (think obstsalat)


Cold Floor
19:01 <chris2> 10 years syphillis!
19:01 <chris2> er, php

Now we’re too far gone,
Hope is such a waste
Every breath you take you give
me the burdens bitter taste
— The All-American Rejects, Too Far Gone


You are like a hurricane
There’s calm in your eye.
And I’m gettin’ blown away
To somewhere safer where the feeling stays.
I want to love you but I’m getting blown away.
— Neil Young, Like A Hurricane