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    • Oh! waking is a bitter nightmare..when you constantly hang around the fringes of my dreams..

    ..my foundation is crumbling and shattered glass is falling all over sidewalks..

    ..i am collapsing and i am collapsing on myself.. i am shards of glass..and i am the person being wounded by the glass..

    ..there is a certain beautiful honesty about depression..

    ..will Candy and honey not ..sweeten the Bitter acrimony of life? ..if truth indeed be a fallacy, then should reality not be a lie?

    Truth is like water. A little of it quenches your thirst Too much of it..and you drown.

    Friday, April 28, 2006

    It took you nine months to forget her...

    But a second to forget me.


    Am i that inconsequential?

    Or am i just like a vapour.

    Mist.

    Do i even exist?



    Not to you, at least.
    Or what am I.

    an echo?


    I can't even hear myself.

    Am I that inconsequential?


    That I may vanish forever in your landscape in a space of a second?


    Am I that worthless?

    Or maybe its just
    You.

    dawn fairy on the moon at 4/28/2006
    Monday, April 10, 2006

    You Belong in Paris
    You enjoy all that life has to offer, and you can appreciate the fine tastes and sites of Paris.You're the perfect person to wander the streets of Paris aimlessly, enjoying architecture and a crepe.

    dawn fairy on the moon at 4/10/2006

    You Belong in Paris
    You enjoy all that life has to offer, and you can appreciate the fine tastes and sites of Paris.You're the perfect person to wander the streets of Paris aimlessly, enjoying architecture and a crepe.
    You Belong in Paris
    You enjoy all that life has to offer, and you can appreciate the fine tastes and sites of Paris.You're the perfect person to wander the streets of Paris aimlessly, enjoying architecture and a crepe.

    dawn fairy on the moon at 4/10/2006

    You Belong in Paris
    You enjoy all that life has to offer, and you can appreciate the fine tastes and sites of Paris.You're the perfect person to wander the streets of Paris aimlessly, enjoying architecture and a crepe.

    dawn fairy on the moon at 4/10/2006

    You Belong in Paris
    You enjoy all that life has to offer, and you can appreciate the fine tastes and sites of Paris.You're the perfect person to wander the streets of Paris aimlessly, enjoying architecture and a crepe.
    What European City Do You Belong In?

    dawn fairy on the moon at 4/10/2006