I may go through this blog and delete all the personal stuff, and then take it semi-public.
But then, I'll have to actually post more often... :-P We'll see.
The End.
About Me
- Girl
- I saw her, yea I saw her
With her black tongue tied round the roses
A fist pounding on a vending machine
Toy diamond ring stuck on her finger
With a noose she can hang from the sun
And put it out with her dark sunglasses
Walking crooked down the beach
She spits on the sand
Where their bones are bleaching
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But then I won't feel special!!! Waaaahhh!!! ; )
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