7:10 a.m. - 05/22/02
i'm going to be random, aren't I?
typing here now is like splashing through puddles...with nobody around to see - just me and the water. just me and the words. fuck you if you don't like similes. hee hee...no one is here to hear me; I am secret, spying on myself. chord
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