Me: His music makes me want to wear white flowing dresses, smoke pot, and fall in love.
Irfan: and when you write like that it makes me feel like melting into you and becoming your words.
Me: I haven't written anything in about two years ... nothing real, anyway. My words have died, and are marked by no stone to bring flowers.
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 sirene
2008-06-14 15:37
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I believe I can understand; I feel all the creative juices slipping away from me, and I occasionally read or listen to something that temporarily awakens these talents. Sad. (Reply to this) (Thread) |
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