Friday, July 25, 2003

It is like the world has ceased to exist out there, so why should I be the only one holding down the fort, screw you, yes I mean you, stick it in your ear while I go to bed.
Pardon my French and eat my dust.
I'm kidding, you know that don't you, right, I mean right ...
Oh god, please don't leave me, I neeeeeeed you soooooooo much.
I'm scooting.