Jul 22, 2004 23:56
and at times i cant move. at times i cant speak. at times i can barley even think. at times the words just wont come out right. at times my heart cant stop pounding, but i definately stop breathing.
and these are the times that make me feel again.
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and talk about the birds and the good ocean air.
and get so effing wasted that we cant even
pee strate.....
ya i really want to hang out with you
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