A Black Feather, A poison pen... ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- slight returns and such Life has taken many strange turns in the 3 years since i moved into this apartment...latest is the Samantha look-alike who rides the 19th Ave Southbound bus in the mornings on the way to work. I was finally starting to get her out of my head when the look-alike showed up and now i get that stupid, flailing feeling of being all balled-up inside. it's a little unsettling and annoying. I may come back and write here more often to get the really strange shit outta my head...facebook and myspace are too exposed...somehow, i f'd up and even facebook friended one of my sisters, so really spilling any of the tthings i'd prefer to keep from my family's eyes is out on FB 5:05 p.m. - 2009-08-06 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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