Thursday, 8 March 2007


hmm.

i dont need muses. i just need one.

the ying to my yang.

the gravity to pull me back when im drifting.

the oxygen when i suffocate.

the tyler durden of my fight club.

like the zanpakutou of a shinigami.

the clearasil to my zit.

the dictionary to my deutsch.

The Muse. my muse.


thats all.

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