Life is a box of chocolates; I hate most of the awkward centers so I bite in and spit it out, and people give me awkward looks because now there's just a bunch of nasty chocolate mess on the ground and/or dripping down my shirt, but I ignore them because who even likes that nougat stuff anyway?
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
What's with the happy???
what is with all this happiness and bliss? it won't go away and i'm about to get pissed i write my own work yet it can't be done 'cause if happy is final then i'll burn in the sun
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