White plastic bags in search of mates
March 17, 2014 - 3:02am — Heartstrings
White plastic bags in search of mates
What suffocates the land
In the memory of a garbage can
Memory of a garbage can
But you, you can't be found when the bell rings
You weren't there that day for the naming of things
Forgetmenots Forget me not.
Cries. Your drawings always
Your drawings always mean so much.
I have to confess that
That I was impressed that I...
Despite all the mess and the broken glass, I was impressed.
Hum: I love you
I love you ♥
Toya:
Here's where I disappeared
Where I fell off the pier
And to be rescued I did wait
I watched waterbugs skate
love your art so much.
*squeals* ...As they draw
...As they draw figure eights (as they draw)
from the bottom of the lake (as they draw)
I watched waterbugs skate from the bottom of the lake I watched waterbugs skate.
Kaoori: Thank you ahhh
Thank you ahhh
Toya:
*purrs fondly*
Memories, like mohair sweaters,
Stretched and pilled faux distressed letters
Moose's horns and figure eights
White plastic bags in search of mates
What suffocates the land
In the memory of a garbage can
Memory of a garbage can
But you, you can't be found
You weren't there that day for the naming of things.
(The naming of things. The naming of Things)
Hey, just look at the mess you made today
Didn't really think it would get this bad
Hey, feel like you're living in a Russian play
Where it seems like you made everybody mad
You remind me of you When
When you shot through
And broke my window glass
It happened so fast
I have to confess
I was impressed, I was impressed
despite all the mess and the broken glass
I was impressed
*applauds* -fin-
-fin-
Love this, so, so much.
It's like disney happened in
hhh<3 Lacie: prrr Thank
Lacie:
prrr
Thank you
Alison:
haha.
Disneysplosion.
Hello ...Was it you I saw in
♥ ♥
♥