[and I don't know who you are]

Jun 08, 2010 20:45

 Oh, Vienna. Why do you have to make me so sad by understanding me so well, even though we've only met four times? Songs that didn't mean anything before are meaning everything today, and the room is icy and smells like Jello. I stood in a condom aisle and I fell in a pricker bush.

I'm in an odd mood today.

Disregard. 
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