[02 Sep 2003|02:22pm] And I sat watching a flower, As it was withering, I was embarrassed by its honesty, So I'd prefer to be remembered as a smiling face, Not this fucking wreck, That's taken its place 5 | sing your heart outloud

[26 Aug 2003|04:39pm] new journal. don't know what this is for. 9 | sing your heart outloud

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