It's a quiet night. A dark and cold night I know I'll spend alone. So what's new? A night where all the madness sneaks out. A night where my imagination goes wild. The things I see, I'll try to paint in pretty pictures so the whole world can be lost in my dreams. If they're brave enough, curious enough, determined enough. I don't want you to see what I see but I'd like to know what it is you see. Strange nights.
Unknown "Meower Power" Loving
- 16 years, 11 months, 8 days ago