There are so many wonderful things that people forget.. wonderful things that while happening make you feel this is going to stay with me forever. And when you are reminded of these things, your heart does a bountiful leap. You also feel a gentle prick.. how could you forget?? But little things like that are worth dying for. And i'd give anything to have those times back again...


Who is Polly?


love meself. Am i going a little too far?

Observe, joblessness prevails.
Feel, boredom settles.
(Was there ever anything else?)
Confusion stirs,
Look! the mosquito bites...
First blood is drawn.. or is this the third?

"Oh well, What ever, Never mind."
Kurt Cobain