As a thousand staggering blades feather against my calused skin, I blissfully glide a top the broken glass & twisted metal, barefoot. Unaware of the ripped skin and the crimson blood secreting from the thousands and thousands of cuts and bruises, I smile and close my eyes.
This my friends is the story of Romeo and Juliet.
I am Juliet,
and he is my Romeo.
Trust us, you have no idea.
Thursday, October 9, 2008
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