Jan 27, 2005 20:51
I am blue. I am blue, and unwell.
No time for contact. Meaningless love. I miss you. You hert me. Hold me, Kiss me, Eat me. I like Bright Eyes, but I'm not so partial to his fans. It's cold indeed. I may very well become an alcoholic by the end of the semester. and fat. and broke. bah.................... humbug.
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