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Well, it's only 10:15. Maybe something interesting will happen before midnight. Hah.
Well, it's only 10:15. Maybe something interesting will happen before midnight. Hah.
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i just had to. a perfect moment when a song and reality meet.
Date: 2005-04-17 06:22 am (UTC)saturday night
and the tap drips
under the strip light
and i'm sitting
in the kitchen sink
and the tap drips