|AERITH DIETH Wrote:|
|I sit and daydream of lovely Mamimi and expels smoke as I sigh, who will bite my ear and say "mimi tabun"? Where can I find her? As the smoke floats up it morphs into the shape of a bridge, dare I become homeless myself to find her or will we we find a home inside each other?|
The story goes wherever you want it to but it probably ends up with sweet sweet love under that bridge with only cigarettes to light your night and the occasional beep of her dying portable game system
Don't be a b***h about it...