When you and I are ashes and dust
When all is left to rot and rust
I'll be the wind and whisper your name
Into the sickness, sorrow, pain
When pretence fails and smiles lie
When life dries up and cracks and dies
I'll think of you with my last breath
and time will take care of the rest
When finally the world breaks free
in discord, chaos, rhapsody
I'll cut my hair and break my hands
to follow you into the sand
And when all's left to rot and rust
You will be the one I trust
To end my life and spare me thus
when all is ashes, all is dust
-Truffles, Dec. 13th, 2010
Current Residence: California, where the sun shines and the air smells like churros and ADVENTURE
Shell of choice: Turtle shell (the teenage mutant ninja kind)
Skin of choice: Human skin (called an epidermis, amirite?)
Favourite cartoon character: Just one?
Personal Quote: "People can't be happy unless they're busy."
Sta.sh
Screwed 
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