Wicked Wonderland In a Bind
A night not worth remembering.
03.07.04 - 4:04 pm

I wish reflections could talk instead of the annoying buzz in my head.

Walls only hear and don't answer unless there's someone on the other side.

Regret is an awful emotion.

I can never measure up to what is expected from a girl now adays.

I'm too short any way...

Change is like a mugger that sneaks up behind and steals what you consider vaulable.

Morals are binding, twisting, and one big knot to undo. The fastest way to get through them is to cut. Leaving strands astray.

chez

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