Index - Profile - Archives - Notes - DiaryLand - Random ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- My batteries are dead. You can't have that favorite color, because it's mine. And, I'm wearing pink eye shadow, which seems silly, as it's lighter than my skin, which has become the color I think it should always be. I'm going to laugh, and giggle, and drink, and talk shit, and gossip, and stare at the tattoo boys I'd never talk to. Answer the phone, because the guy with gravel in his throat is calling. 7:16 p.m. - 2003-08-01 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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