there once was a time

when i thought

if i was compiled completely

of pixels

i would have had you as my

anything you'd want to be

but now

i'm outside looking in

and i see

that i can't see anything at all

ps.

nonetheless

pps. (or pss.)

don't bother reading it. the only reason i read yours is because it's short. not to say it isn't great, but if it were longer i would have some qualms.

fuck. i'd have qualms... must be nice

I never get any emails OR calls, anyway.

NEVER.