Friday Nov 11, 2005

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This pen writes itself
I know not the draw
Experience lies wanting
Wherefore art thou my
sleeping nemisis? Your
physics betrays my mind
Allow me the refraction
of thy inward shining
dewees:
i can't go to costa rica, all of my tattoos will fade in the sun, that i know i will not be able to avoid in the gorgeous weather!
princelogos:
I didn't get the Costa rican connection, on that last one.

But I tried to communicate, and screwed it up, left a comment on my page by mistake, sorry. beendrinkingagainandI'mcomputerstupid.

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