“I like the way colors taste. Except I don’t like crimsons… or turquoises… especially when they put their heads into their shells and won’t play. And when you break their shells to let them out, they die…”
— In Which We Wake
April 07, 2009, 3:33am
“I like the way colors taste. Except I don’t like crimsons… or turquoises… especially when they put their heads into their shells and won’t play. And when you break their shells to let them out, they die…”
— In Which We Wake
April 07, 2009, 3:33am
