That turquoise light, my dear. Sparkling on our faces when we ran across the beach, raptured by a sudden craziness as the waves embraced our flesh. Our flesh. So fragile and yet strong under the throw of the dice. I held your hand while the waves slapped us with pleasure. You held me tight while the flow of the sea was taking me away, taking me away, under the twist of fate. Keep my face on your mind now and forever into the waves, into the waves…
Rolling dice, Tossing coins, Probability sometimes our friend, Other days lady luck is vengeful. Numerals rolled, Amounts on a die. Faces of the coins. Or roulette wheels, Random chance? Or controlled chance? Man knows but does not, That is the beauty of, Probability.
She was the type of a girl that all boys fell for. She had a deceptive charm that made the hearts soar. Something about her made everyone look twice. How could someone be so perfect? "Well," she said, "it's all in the roll of the dice."
How many emotions do we have? cause I seem to have 5.
I love you I hate you I hate myself I want to end it all I need you
I can't decide which is me so maybe you should just take a gamble for me<? .... But gambling on 5 sided dice isn't something I recommend for you darling, because there's a 3/5 chance that I'll hurt you and I don't like those odds