giving up the fight to read and living up the power to procrastinate.
iTunes is spinning: say anything -"woe".She said "I can't get laid in this town without these pointy fucking shoes.
My feet are so black and blue and so are you."
Please take me out of my body up through the palm trees to smell California in sweet hypocrisy.
i'm offically fed up with reading pdfs online. officially. three more days till home and good food and fabolous shoppping. untill then i have to somehow make it through my last three days of hell in the year two thousand and four.
all i want for chrissymas is a good snuggle: (the more the merrier)
it's three: fifty nine and i need some sex drugs and rock and roll to get me through the pain of hell i feel my brain is being dredged through. cheers.
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