2003-09-11
no tragedy
there was no tragedy
or hearbreaking drama
there was no suicidal dreams
or wishing people would die
there was just drinking pretty pink drinks
and talking to nice people
there was blowing bubbles from the maize maze
and taking photies for my picture frames
you could call it peaceful..
there was talking about my silly little hobbies
and how they could be avoided
there were no promises made but efforts to try
and maybe i think im going to miss this FUCKED UP BACKWARDS LITTLE VILLAGE in some way shape or form...
thissidedown at 11:37 a.m.