i cannot do this anymore.

what am i supposed to say in my defense?
i have none.
he's right, and he's always been right and he will probably always be right, and so what should i do?

green light is casting a shadow, shadow shadow shadow.

so much for secretary of fucking state.

i am not afraid if she's a jedi, too.

oh, i don't believe in anything.

it is the faithless who know love's tragedies.

pretty boy. pretty eyes, pretty smile, pretty silhouette. pretty words. pretty red telephone. pretty sunshine, pretty leaves, pretty playscape, pretty shoes. pretty reflection. pretty melody, pretty harmony. pretty little liar. pretty ghost. pretty vicious. pretty slick ambition. pretty snowflakes, pretty stars, pretty tears falling down a pretty porcelain face. pretty icy breath, pretty ice, pretty cold cold cold. pretty sheets, pretty baby baby baby baby don't go. pretty bottle, pretty dizzy. pretty lights, pretty naive, pretty blue blue blue blue orange. pretty air, pretty water, pretty glass, pretty asphyxiation.

drink up, baby, look at the stars,
i'll kiss you again between the bars.