crippled
a glimpse of the past is cycling in the present.
3 cups of diluted caffeine equals an afternoon of palpitations.
an internal time machine has shifted me to the past.
i felt his weak ego projections..
i already killed him. in my dreams....
sad love story
- end of story -
Saturday, February 04, 2006
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