Hunger. hunger. hunger. What an awfully easy excuse for a bad sense of grammer and an empty mind.
And, I shall sleep with Prufrock. I am pleased. :)
We shall disturb the universe together.
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Mirror me this. Mirror me that.
A need for approval. A need for anonymity.
Friday, December 16, 2005
And, I shall sleep with Prufrock. I am pleased. :)
We shall disturb the universe together.
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look on the bright side, suicide. Lost eyesight I'm on your side.
Oh my, you're a poet:)
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