Written by a Friend

"as a person i am constantly inspecting the glass which i always seem to expect surrounds me. upon closer inspection, i realize that it is merely my breath freezing and unfreezing. taste it, it's sweet. not only can i read minds but i see angels on rooftops. i suspect they're terrible. i'm not fit to be admired. peruse through the dusty books on your shelf and you might find my mantra. i demand you love me love me love me love me love me love me love me love me love e love me love eloe me loeve eme love me loveme loeve me leoeme eme loeve love me love me love eme love me loeve love me love me elove me loebe em oo vl."

--I absolutely ADORE this.