aristera says
Thursday, January 25, 2007
sigh
Carrie: I do not pick the wrong guys. They pick me.
Miranda: So what, you're like a flystrip for dysfunctional men?
Carrie: Yeah, but one of those really pretty floral scented ones.
Miranda: So what, you're like a flystrip for dysfunctional men?
Carrie: Yeah, but one of those really pretty floral scented ones.
Tuesday, January 16, 2007
la la land
It seems like I lived.
It seems like I lied.
I liked that I lived.
I was livid that I lied.
I loved that I longed.
I lacked the life.
I lust for the love.
I licked the lips.
I love my luck.
I fuck my luck.
I loath the laments.
i load the medulla.
I unload the shoot.
It was likely that I loved.
It seems like I lied.
I liked that I lived.
I was livid that I lied.
I loved that I longed.
I lacked the life.
I lust for the love.
I licked the lips.
I love my luck.
I fuck my luck.
I loath the laments.
i load the medulla.
I unload the shoot.
It was likely that I loved.
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