2004-12-17 - 1:13 a.m.
Feeling all high school right now, like I want to make little charms and pin them to my backpack.
Trying to make a mix-tape, but it wants to be too many things. In this way, I sympathize with it. It is my bastard baby, my secret underfed closet dwelling lovechild. Will we ever go to the worlds fair together? Time will tell.
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