Sep 24, 2005 22:28
I've got static in my head. Where did this all begin. Tomorrow tomorrow. We lost her to tomorrow. She left without any goodbyes. She left home.
Now, this is coming from a drunk girl, but it may be noteworthy. Send me a letter, any colour you like.
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You better come to Houma soon.
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