masquerade; paper faces on parade

Friday, August 29, 2008

One day to three months.
Three months of cold, harsh winter.

Twentytwo days to make-believe spring festivals.

9:21 PM

Thanks for forgetting.
Thanks for rubbing it in.
With the exact same spot.

Thanks for ruining my memory of a picture-perfect you on that picture-perfect day.

Thanks.

Stupid bar and emo.

9:12 PM

"but it's like you're gone too soon;
now the hardest thing to do is say byebye."

But I don't even have the chance to; it's not up to me to say it;
I can't even if I want to.

I didn't get to say goodbye.

9:08 PM

Wednesday, August 27, 2008

I was clear about the implication. Sure I was. Who wasn't?
Whoever wasn't is an idiot.

Am I an idiot?

You're lucky I was holding Fate in my right hand.

ITAIAOGAETPHTAILY

7:02 PM

With you
it sometimes gets to a point where I wish you death.

Death by Glasgow smile.

Two moons, indeed.

6:59 PM

Thursday, August 14, 2008

"Don't you think I'd get anxious too, not seeing you?"
"Ah. This is wrong."

This is wrong.

6:25 PM

If I wrote a book about you and me, would they lock me up for plagiarising?

They would.

6:24 PM

Tuesday, August 5, 2008

keeping distance in a cage
= keeping (distance in a cage)
= (keeping distance) in a cage

Paradox.

8:17 PM

Sunday, August 3, 2008

Depending on the time, I could be in one place, or many places.

Make-up's so much better than masks.

Dancing in a cheap purple suit.

12:48 PM

I'm utterly struck by how closely everything fits.

Stockholm. Fancy that. B, you're just in time.

Say hello to the latest addition to my collection of
split-personalities.

Don't. Trust. Her.

12:43 PM