I stumbled across this box rather vividly a few moments ago. This is one for the time machine. This is one for the time capsule. Hello, Future World and Goodnight.
I dream of fantasy and laughter.
Sometimes, the sparks form puddles of light.
Cigarettes only taste so good for now.
Where am I going and who's driving this thing....
A collection of dreams, fantasies and experiences of a young man forced to grow up all-too-quickly.
15.11.07
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paint your face, I say!
SMILE NOD SMILE MORE TEETH MORE TEETH