Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Our paperback books, Our charming looks Our identical hands, composing our commands

I cut the moon in half and stuck a piece to my hair It made the back of my head glow Golden yellow
and then I took ten stars on sticks and placed them in my small metal bucket and I gave the other half of the moon to you Ooh,
so you wouldn't forget me while i'm gone

I don't want to clean my room and I don't want to do school work yet. I woke up a bit too early today and I'm sleepy. Just about to introduce mom to the Wristcutters....cause she loves Gogol Bordello like that ^__^

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