Saturday, November 26, 2005

Dear you and always will be

I don't want you to think these things about me. I can be professional. Sure, i'm now but a professional. I was the cutest kid, i promise you. Don't do make me show you. I like fruit loops and super mario brother. I'd be yr blood brother. I'd slice a tree in three for thee. And i hate hate. And i love love. I'm just all alone in this myriad, right now. Right this instant.

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