Mar 28, 2005 02:18
I shaved my legs for the first time in months and months and tonight it was warm enough to wear a light jacket at night, that cordoroy one i once wrote about in the youth of this journal. fresh air! fresh relationships to analyze! which i think i'll switch to my secret journal to indulge in.
So swiftly the sun sets in the sky,
You rise up and say goodbye to no one.
Fools rush in where angels fear to tread,
Both of their futures, so full of dread, you don't show one.
Shedding off one more layer of skin,
Keeping one step ahead of the persecutor within.
jokerman: Dylan
ha, everyone who reads this sees my profile anyway, but its worth it.