Why do we dream?
Can a fish?
I've dreamt of fish, maybe they have dreamt of me.
My room smells like metal.

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Turn my head, my room is a forest.
The walls are hemlocks, everything else rocks and shrubbery
The carpet is mud and moss, my bed is stone.
Or perhaps it's just a room.

Raurri's hair
There is a fluffy-mass, upsidedown in my retina
Reaching to it; it's rather crunchy
It smells like a cloud or maybe like...lemons
I'm sure he hides tacos in it, so it must tast like them
Between my fingers, it sounds crispy (I also hear his complaints)
Raurri's hair.

I've got a friend, her name is Lorrrah
But only I can read the torah
Lorrrah's from Finland, but she can't fly an aeroplane
Neither can I, but I love Kurt Cobain.

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I'm going to get a 100 on that.

new AIM sn = cowboy cuomo

I'm a very odd looking person.

Deleted all the old entries. Redid the colour scheme. And the comment links.

still won't use it.