Sunday, March 16, 2003
Sunday, March 9, 2003 9:40 pm
Late Night Tea Time
when i close my eyes swirls of milky cream envelope me and carry me down the stream of unconsciousness awaiting open arms but instead find a void where you should have been.
download suggestion: El Sol - Zwan
how can home no longer feel right?
"your love...is all i wanted."
¶ 10:38 PM
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