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Thursday, September 07, 2006

theres this humble and innocent aura around children, that you can never find in an average adult.


the part i love in being a child is that in a child's mind, they are fine with things making not much sense.

whereas adults need everything to make so much fking sense that everything becomes too logical and regulated.


thats why average adults lead really boring lives. ;)

she's not here @

1:17 AM