Jun 03, 2005 13:34
My defense is my offense.
I don't know what to say. You are crazy. You are sane. You are misunderstood. You are a bat and the sounds of life bounce off its walls, you hear them but you are blind.
I strive to be perfect.
We do too. We even have all the problems. But never perfect. We make your standards. And we live by them, without them.
Goodbye rihcie