burn burn

start.

burn burn. we live in a world that burns. every thing gets burnt. nothing that'll remain but charred remains. does that make sense? if it does, i guess we have something to talk about; and if we don't, hmm, futher seems forever try and i hope one day you'll understand. till then, burn burn (and i swear it won't get better).

in other news, i dashed around a foreign country in search of a certain burger, watched The Skeleton Key, which scared me in a good way, got me a dream dvd, and upset the one thing in my life that matters. yeah well, yeah. makes bad reality but sometimes it's the ones you love you hurt. i know you read this, and i will have you know that i love you. the weekend was fairly great, and we're going nowhere but closer.

stop.


Listening to: "Tinsel Town" by Feeder.