Nov 12, 2004 16:28
Taryn, my beloved arch nemisis, its your birthday today and I am fairly certain that 18 years ago you went on an expedition out of the womb and vowed never to return. We've had some goood times and I think i have you to blame for my constant obsession with pretentious fucks who listen to music.
Back by popular request, a POEM!
Taryn, your wit and intelligence are indeed great
your hair and makeup are always top rate
Now you're 18 most people who die at 17 dont make it this far
cause of AIDS, guns and crashing in a car
You should come to chico one day soon
we can make love above a blanket and under the moon
or just get really fucked up and run down my hall
buy me some porn