Dec 03, 2005 23:11
Life is shaped like Portugal. A big turd.
I want to go to the hospital, just because I am confused.
I don't even know where I am right now.
This city is an elephant graveyard. I want a fat lip and a cold drink.
Call it a night.
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and i never relized how portugal resembles a big turd.
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Portugal is a weird shape. David used to draw it on my arms in sharpie.
I want to come over and eat breakfast.
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