Dec 21, 2003 01:05
nobody is online right now and i want to talk. this is probably becuase i'm drunk but i don't know. i'm going to bed i guess. boy oh boy. boyohoboy.boyohoboy.boyohoboy.boyohboy.
sometimes i see islands pass before me and i know they are fleeting illusions but i grasp onto the air knowing it slips through my fingers like water on a string of wax.
bye ya'all.