Sunday, December 14, 2008
Just woke up (again) 9;13. Fella asleep to listen to your heart. I remember what it was like to do that, well to listen to yours beat, its beauitul. Maybe its because im half asleep that I feel like I can't make the flame. I wish someone would say you and your flame and look their eyes and kiss my forehead. Going to the flee market, so that means comics, angel boy out, 1/2
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