Thoughts arrive like butterflies
2001-12-30 15:29:43 (UTC)
OK, screw that last entry. I..
OK, screw that last entry. I was moaning about wht a bitch
my sister is because she wouldn't go downtown with me, even
though she said she was....and halfways throught the moan,
she said she WOULD go to town with me, so...
Well, I have nothing else to say, besides today sucks. As
do most Sundays.
Love, hate, spit, rape.