and even when you look away, i know you think of me..
Friday, January 29, 2010 @ 12:39 AM
seriously... i was on my way home.. this shit was at my door step. from far, i thought its some dead bird. then when i saw what it is, i wanna pick it up. some fella texted me and i got a shock. i entered the hse. i dropped my plastic bag by accident. and the phone rang.. -.- and im home alone.. and im hungry. omg.
anyway, some random vid..
profile: reach my prismic soul
Hello, my name is paper and I am a piece of paper.
My purpose is to have people write on me and to be printed by printers.
I like the smell of wood because it smells like my parents.
My ambition is to be thrown away and recycled.