Once upon a time there were we and we were drinking, we were playing safe and safely playing, dancing drunk and laughing as we fell. I remember stumbling, tripping, catching, tumbling, watched by frowning and bewilderd faces, those that made me stop the me, the I who is, the one that gives herself to play and never caused them any problems anyway. The me the I who is, is sober now and mad at small town tales and talk. They're a bunch of f*ckwits anyway.
Unknown "Fairy" Playful - 16 years, 9 months, 2 days ago