Why are violin cries, worse and yet more captivating than a doves?

Aug 06, 2004 02:45

hum.
To-day my dog ran away.
And I hate the new band director.
And Paul stopped by today.
Seeming very much unrequited with me.
And then it happens to be a 3 monther with the boy
And I have decided that I dont.
I have not decided that I will even decide to be decided on such a decisive thing of the future kind.
I keep my visions to myself.

I think you would much more clearly know who I was, if I could soli seasons of the violinist kind.
But even now, I doubt any skill in my years.

I should clean before I go to bed and take Megan to breakfast in the morning.

I feel as if all these strong persecutions In making a choice to be out of touch was done for all the wrong reasons, and I'm going to back to them, with a vengence to do all the wrongs all the right ways.

hum.
so long, farwell, adieu.
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