Sep 27, 2005 23:05
guitar test on thursday. surfboard fin + my head = bleeding head. nice layer of wax = :) nap = :/ having to do hw = :( my head hurts. my penis is still slightly bruised. my foot doesnt hurt. the sands of time for me are running low.
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I'm waiting in my cold cell
When the bell begins to chime
reflecting on my past life
and it doesn't have much time
'Cause at five o clock
They take me to the gallows pole
The sands of time for me are running low
Best maiden song.
After all, I'm not afraid of dying
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