Cz
is a Frocobo
Oh go on then

The last time you saw me
Was in a crumpled photograph
That missed the bed

My lava lamp is broken.

Love is like a lava lamp.

I should write a Cz rant.

I have love for breakfast.

Love is like a finger trap that no pair of scissors will snip.

Love is like a spring. If you squeeze it too tightly, it's... well... squeezed too tightly. If you let it go it jumps off in a funny manner but never as far away as you'd hoped.

All of this poking. It makes me very uncomfortable about Cz’s user notes.

*poke*

Don't you wish you had such an ugly sofa? :(