03.Mar.2001

more randomity.

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I am you and you are mee ee ee ee ee

He just said my diary was random.
He just read my diary because I pimped it to him, because I didn't want to explain how I felt.
He doesn't like the white background, but he still read it.
He said it was random, still.
He's kind of tasty, too.
He likes dark things, like my brain, only mine is glitter-stained.
That rhymed.
I suck.
Goodnight.

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time & machine