When the tide comes in it will wash away, my happiness.

May 28, 2004 08:58

Everything changes.

When I was four, I had a toy boat that was red. And I called it Fred.

When I waseight it broke in half.

There's no hope.

It broke.

I need some dope.

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clammerwhirl May 28 2004, 13:38:10 UTC
im going to continue to comment in my own journal.

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