who is the stranger in my bed.
=STEP INTO THE PALM OF MY HAND.. AND SEE LIFE FROM WHERE I STAND=
ideas.. thoughts.. emotions, spilt over thy screen. not cast by my pen, but rather by the sharp end of my fingers. they may not be six inches long, but they can still kill a man six feet tall.. wld u be left standin?
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- i don't know what i'm doing with my life
- 2 a.m.
- where can i buy a box of happiness?
- shopping
- i am a what?!??!???!??
- death is so final
- Crazy- Javiermmmm hmmm hey yea yea yea oh oh oh ye...
- blahh
- How the mouse works..
- the past, the present, the future.
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