Monday, October 25

its like poetry to me...

I got his in a junk mail latter, its so cool.

tough scissors comes lady word, everybody safe addition head a. he northern human between. friend table speak convenient excite absent to-morrow. never sister buy anything nature morning far sea, off hurry accident leader beside trees, dont out old son search fallen existence case help. came dog clean swimming hall neck important" common secret climbing hurt lady commit experience" honest you ticket started months center having.

and I'm sorry for being a winge on saturday, not to say things aren't any better, but I should know better than to outlet on blogger. esp. because no one who reads this (you know, me) can do anything about it.

forever until a day I can be happy, cheers




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