Sunday. 9.4.05 8:57 pm
You are a picture of my fondest memories,
And a reminder of what I fear the most.
You bring out the best in me,
But also you bring out that I care not to boast.
I go to sleep praying that when I wake,
You will just be another person.
Or better; that you will be no one.
man you need to get out more... she has you fucked
» (219.95.133.109) on 2005-09-08 10:39:44
i agree.. time to move on~ or should i say that she's a lucky bitch?
» jerry (218.208.192.204) on 2005-09-10 05:28:44
hullo me rugby pal of last weekend! You've just been tagged! template on my blog.
» theZEBRA on 2005-09-17 11:20:16
Update more.
I enjoy your writing more than I enjoy mint flavored mouth wash when my mouth is all icky and hot and stinky 'ya know? That stuff is refreshing too..
You should just.. make a book of poetry. Don't sell it though, 'cause I don't want to spend money. Just give me the only copy then when you die I can auction it off and .. yeah. I won't be ' selling '.. just ' auctioning '
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