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Nov 08, 2004 20:39

You can't stay mad at the setting sun.

Well I drug your ghost across the country and we plotted out my death.

In every
city, memories would whisper,

here is where you rest. I was determined in Chicago

but I dug
my teeth into my knees and

I settled for a telephone.I shouldn't listen to this ( Read more... )

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psalm69 November 9 2004, 04:12:19 UTC
now who is worrying who? hehe. feel better. it's hard enough when i am down but to see half my friends down with me is just so depressing. feel better, please.

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sentimentalsway November 10 2004, 23:02:23 UTC
Thanksss, friendly-friend. You seem to be somewhat better yourself, at least, last time I saw you.

(i hope i'm right.)

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pornopie November 10 2004, 14:15:46 UTC
Bright Eyes... *falls over*

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sentimentalsway November 10 2004, 23:04:54 UTC
Yeah, Yeah. Whatever. =/ Have fun in Jersey.

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