Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Tear out those doodled pages and horrid poetry

Sometimes, wouldn't that be wonderful? There'd be absolutely no bad blood, no bad memories, no muckiness. If you erased me, I'd erase you too. I'm certain you'd erase me first. I'm more Joel than Clementine just so that you know.
"Why aren't you anywhere?". Because you erased me fish.
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OilPastel said...

I wouldnt sketch you back in if i erased you.
And sometimes muckiness is good. To know whats not okay, remember?

March 17, 2010 at 3:16 AM

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