there once was a time
when i thought
if i was compiled completely
of pixels
i would have had you as my
anything you'd want to be

but now
i'm outside looking in
and i see
that i can't see anything at all

ps.
nonetheless

pps. (or pss.)
don't bother reading it. the only reason i read yours is because it's short. not to say it isn't great, but if it were longer i would have some qualms.
fuck. i'd have qualms... must be nice

I never get any emails OR calls, anyway.
NEVER.