Ah-huh, i can't help it if my life's such a trip that everyone wants to live it through me. But since i don't have any misgivings about my saviour complex, here's my contribution to the greater good for helping make your lives that much more interesting. *applause* No need to thank me now. I love you too. Agape. *muahh* Awww love the flowers...Ouch! Oy at least throw me clean undies next time eh? Sheesh...
Saturday, October 08, 2005
Inspired by the blue pill i didn't need to take at Cirque and Tim Burton's melancholy death of oyster boy & other stories...
Have you met a boy whose name is Shirley Only John knows why. He had a li'l black cloud following him around which disappeared the moment it met Angie's imagination figment
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