ciento diecisiete

Trying to pick up the pace,

Trying to make it so I never see your face again.

Time to throw this away want to make sure that you never waste my time

Again.

 

How does it feel?

Oh how does it feel to be you right now dear?

You brought this upon, so pick up your piece and go away from here.

- Happy Pills, Norah Jones

 

 

i feel i've got a lot to say, but nothing to say. :)

06.18.12

Done