you just might make me believe


what's your mode of transport?
mine is the sun.
when it rises dripping from
the sea when it falls like honey on
the trees when it swallows up
clouds my soul moves with it.

mine is you.
when you lift your eyes
when you look straight ahead
when you try to speak my
heart moves with you.



moments.
8:54:00 PM
Monday, July 23, 2007
bop to the top
ihavenotfinishedthatfrustratingbut
amazinglyaddictivebookand
ificanfindoutwhatstheuseofthedeathlyhallows
i'llbefinefinebutcosofcertainpeopleforcingmetosleep,
ikeepdreamingandthinkingaboutwhatmighthappen
beforereadingtherestofthebook
whichisdrivingmeupthewall
andspoilsthewholewillharryorvoldemortdiething.


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maybe i should consider working there next month but my funds are already on red alert. bummer.

honesty is the best policy