Thursday, August 6, 2009

The Chaos Afterwards

When the electricity fades and only lightning remains and we've drunk the last drop of dead dinosaur blood (sincerely, delicious) and we're forced to run outside into the streets, you and I will yell out aliases and call signs like fighter pilots falling. Because we don't know each other's real names.

13 comments:

Anonymous said...

Amazing how i can click with strangers more than my friends.

Anonymous said...

This one is just Brilliant .

Anonymous said...

lastrina :)

Anonymous said...

sounds like a really fun time out with friends. XD

~pink~ said...

the love is still there...
i am still here...
i just got tired....
i am just giving you time to miss me..
maybe this time you'll start figuring out YOURSELF...
i miss you...

ako_ni said...

i am chasing with time..
i must win over it...before it gets you..
what about you???

E. said...

it's weird how I'm always falling in love with strangers.

Anonymous said...

it's the end of the world as we know it :)

Me said...

And I feel fine <3

Sarenna Valporoj said...

Reminds me of the time Erin and I met at the metal concert. She treated me like her bestest friend ever~

jesse lee said...

Learn their real names and pick a place where you can whisper to them your own. It's the only way you'll both live when the storm comes.

Kendra Logan said...

Love this one.

The Alterpenguin Superdork said...

That thing I wish I had written.
This is it.
and everything salman rushdie ever wrote.
yes.