Jun 04, 2006 22:44
"Measuring a summer's day,
I only find it slips away to grey,
The hours, they bring me pain.
Tangerine, Tangerine,
Living REFLECTIONS from a dream..."
*cuts off radio*
... I lost the few remnants of my life I had left...
... Lost my things to a bunch of cannibal moths...
... Damn this place...
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You can live here if you want in #8....Eric the guy with the crow you met him helpin V out with the butterflies lives in #7 and Cielo is livin in #10.
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