Index - Profile - Archives - Notes - DiaryLand - Random ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It sounds like a jungle outside, with all the birds. One thing wrong today, and I quit. The ash tray says I've been up all night, but I remember sleeping. I've passed into the standard bleach blonde color now. I can probably go white from here safely. And, grandma hates it. Which pleases my inner 13 year old. I don't think I've said anything better than anyone, because I always feel like I'm not using the right words. And because I always feel like there are no words for this. The only reason I'm writing this is so I don't disappoint anyone. (Check your email.)6:27 a.m. - 2003-06-13 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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