existence, well what does it matter
i exist on the best terms i can
the past is now part of my future
the present is well out of hand
the present is well out of hand
heart and soul, one will burn
heart and soul, one will burn
one will burn, one will burn
heart and soul, one will burn
taste of chicken?
02 December 2004 - 1:53 a.m.
i found THE most bizarre book at the library today: our cannibals, ourselves.
it was too weird to pass up.
i can't wait to read it.
in other news, life is totally exhausting.