absolutely nothing.
2001-10-07 - 9:56 p.m.

a lot of times i don't update. but you wouldn't know it unless you were in my head. my head is somewhere you could lose your carkeys and they'd never be found again. i swear that makes sense.

cold. leaves. bugs.



cold hands.

stinky sewer.

they pulled up the duck and left only the donkey.

tattooed men on too-small bikes.

cold hands. wind.

this is going nowhere.


i got nothin.


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