For some reason I keep on listening to this song, again and again. I have it set on repeat now.
This Charming Man by the Smiths. Lol.
"Punctured bicycle, on a hillside desolate. Will nature make a man out of me yet? When in this charming car, this chaarming man.. Why pamper life's complexities when the leather runs smooth on the passenger seat? I would go out tonight, but I haven't got a stitch to wear. This man said it's gruesome that someone so handsome should caaare."
I seem to be eating cookies every time I pass the cabinet. Is this a sign of depression? Haha. And no, I'm not chubby. I'm "thinner than thin" according to Weston. Been a while since I've talked to him, I guess he doesn't use yahoo much. Things have gone quiet, so I need a voice.
No one's there.
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