Dec 22, 2005 13:13
One hour left. Get me out of this place.
I hate this damn town.
The cold here is sharper.
No improvement in sight. This life isn't getting any better.
And I still don't know what to do with it.
Happy Anniversairy.
And when you ask "is something wrong?"
I think
"You're damn right there is,
but we can't talk about it now.
No, we can't talk about it now."