Tuesday, October 24, 2006

Fate is an elegant, cold-hearted whore
She loves salting my wounds


I don't want to move, I haven't packed anything at all. No more Dora & Chewmin dropping by the house whenever they go jogging, no more meeting Hannah at the letterbox, no more talking to Serene at the bus stop ]:

Oh well, I just like to get through each day :]

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