Sunday, September 07, 2003

Not Expecting What I Deserve

Blogger is harder to operate when intoxicated.

Where did they go?

Foreign oblivious.

It's like a poem.

Talking on the stairs.

"You can't see all my piercings"

Secrets, secrtes are no fun . . .

Lonely, in all the wrong places.

The best things in life are out of reach.

Barefoot

One last thing.

I just kinda left.

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