-t w o l i t t l e s e c r e t s-

-t w o l i t t l e s e c r e t s-

Y
Y
Y
Y
Y

`happyness

of woven grass rings, and falling stars

just. you. me.
and the stars.

our two little secrets.

Thursday, August 9, 2007

Well.

Off to NDP.

What crap.

Call me paranoid, or whatever.

But don't disappear again.

I don't know.

I'm really paranoid.

God, I need a psychiatrist.

Don't ignore me.

Don't leave me alone.

Won't you talk to me?

Gosh, I sound like some psychopath.

Argh.

I'd love to meet bob, too.

6:06 AM; `dead.Y

PROFILE

piggiest piggy.

alive.

and loved.

talk to me.

cbox

walk away

turning back time