Sunday, November 06, 2005
Spring Festival
Butterflies are running rampant.
Can't sleep.
Apetite gone out the window.
Nervous wreck.
Couldn't be happier.
Stoopid DB.
xxx
Can't sleep.
Apetite gone out the window.
Nervous wreck.
Couldn't be happier.
Stoopid DB.
xxx
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2 comments:
haha
keep guessing :)
Spring is in the air, eh?
No first dates
No boyfriend, blondes, barfights or bosses
better luck next time.
But for your effort, you have earnt a consolation prize of elipses!
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