"my friends are the beatles" and yours eat rocks and roll on to the next place to fish for arti-fish-al love and dreams and sanity, to be happy for a split second. my friends are happiness, my friends are life. yours are searching for it, trying to learn how to eat it out of someone else's eyes while the sky is still falling from the top of their
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and it will be annoymous because i don't lurk livejournal, and have no time for a little account with colors and pictures.
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