Clap Hands
factories and smoke
lørdag, januar 04, 2003
God everything is so dull. everything. mother-fucker. i get so worked up about things. like boys. or lack thereof. shewt. my mom has been on the phone for a long time so i can't call pham. ohhhhhh well. tomorrow i'm going to this thing with Wellesly college. i wouldn't, except they gave me that award and book that I never read but meant to. I do want to go to Boston though. to see Garrity.
did i say "see?" i mean "do."
heeeeeer innnnn the pewep housssse.
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