*lop 'em offa me. 2003-04-27 6:11 a.m.*

good things, bad things, it's all relative.

obsessing never helped nobody... from flahda to wiscyahnsin.

walls are good. i get possessive of chairs. sometimes i hate people because they look like people from my past who they are not. the poet of the hoochies is a rock star. and too hot for my own good. since i have to live with her.

nothing should matter. it's all drama, om.

*listening to: "invocation" - incredible string band*
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