Love for fire.

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New layout. 'Cos new icon. Groovy.

Step one... Slit my throat
Step two, play in my blood...
Step three, cover me in dirty sheets and run laughing out of the house...
Step four, stop off at Berkley Marina and rinse your crimson hands...
You took me hostage, made your demands... I couldn't meet them so you cut off my fingers...
One by one.In my head

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How on earth does one sprain a shoulder? That sounds horrific.

-Josh

P.S. Happy summer, we should go get ice cream somewhere! :)

[homebrewed]

hahhaha(not the shoulder sprainage...)

[sarahmayhem]

a sprained shoulder?
who knew a bookstore could be so darn dangerous!!
ps - we are going to be college buddies!!!
shaaweet.
this means we can like, go to the library and the cafe and all the other places college-friends go.
or...we could, you know, leave campus and do the whole 'i-have-a-life' thing.
either way, i'm looking forward to next year!
can't wait to come back to ct to see you!!
pss - you have to do wnhu next year!

[_abrokensmile]

*muchohugs* i love you forever ms. joplin. ;)