Thursday Nov 13, 2003

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Life.

Comfort me.

I'm afraid. Of something.




Snow.


Melts in the air. My nails chip in the crevass.


Lie.


Beside yourself. I'm just imaginary.
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egon:
well I'm a happy spud
my friends all call me budd
I live underground
with all the other tubers!
beckadarling:
oh my dear... you know i would love to come. but not with my lifestyle, not now. someday, someday i will not be out all night trying to impress some boy that cares about me only temporarily, and perhaps that day i could afford to spend time with some one that cares about me in a more lucid, not drunk, sort of way. darling, what i wouldnt give to be with you in vegas... but keep me posted... or tell me youll call me. i am more than ready to hear your voice. kiss kiss.

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