sometimes it weirds me out that my favorite pweople are on the internet and i even so i only like a few other peoples work conceptually. then i realize it isn't high school. i apreciate it though, it is nice to have things to read when you feel dead all over except for your heart, which is breaking over and over again.
Sunday, February 26, 2006
About Me
- Name: Siv
- Location: Mont Riz d'la+, Quebec, Brazil
yah fuck uh huh mmm i see: waking up next to someone you love is like a bump of cocaine right before work. It just reminds you why you are doing all of this, and that a fucking junkie can do anything.
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