Cass wrote:So, I leave my apartment this morning very early and on a box, on a chair pushed up right against our door is a homemade (I think) pumpkin pie. No note, no address, nothing. It's so weird. I have been craving it and eating for like two weeks now, but I don't know anyone who would do that. Unless someone in our apartment has a secret admirer and that is just a coincidence. Or, some of our visiting or home teachers brought it. But then it seems strange the wouldn't leave a not. Ugh, I hate things like this and not knowing.
You just ate a random pumpkin pie with no note or idea how it got there? Was it good?
Queens Of The Stone Age-Someone's In The Wolf Once you're lost in twillights's blue
You don't find your way, the way finds you...
Tempt the fates, beware the smile
It hides all the teeth, my dear,
What's behind them...
So glad you could stay
Forever
He steps between the trees, a crooked man
There's blood on the blade
Don't take his hand
You warm by the firelight, in twilight's blue
Shadows creep & dance the walls
He's creeping too..
I'm waiting until two weeks before I turn eighteen. That way, my employment will be finished just as I can gain much better employment. I'm going to be an unemployed bum for a while, but whatever.
Just because I am sexy, naked, a bassist, and sporting a top hat doesn't make me Duncan Coutts!
There's suppose to be a pumpkin pie eating contest at my school tomorrow.
~Emily
[glow=#6400ff]"Are you going to the grave with unlived lives in your veins?[/glow]
[glow=#0000ff] "I hope that when the world comes to an end, I can breathe a sigh of relief, because there will be so much to look forward to." [/glow]