When the arsenic sting of a loveless cynicism finds its way into your veins, you are doomed.
If my heart is at war, it's soldiers are dying. If my heart is at war, it's soldiers are dead.
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
hep hep hep
Posted by Tymon at 2:51 AM
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2 comments:
oof
hep hep hep
sounds like hiccups, no?
.. .. ..i like the set-up of this blog thing much more than xanga
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