these word are my own

Jan 08, 2006 14:19

At night I sit up and think. I think about everything and the answers just come to me. Everything makes sense and I'm happy with life. Then I come up with some crazy scheme(burning my sheets with isopropyl alcohol) and I have every intention of carrying it out in the morning. When I wake up I realize that everything I was thinking was retarded ( Read more... )

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misspiggy9200 January 13 2006, 12:06:22 UTC
This is the best entry you've ever made! HAHAHAHA

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iwantdracodeep January 14 2006, 10:57:47 UTC
I <3 you

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