Tuesday, September 16, 2008
the queen of the eyesores
See when someone tries to run you over with a bicycle, that's real resentment right there. That's when you start to wonder about yourself. That's when you think maybe I should have just sat in the garden if I was so determined to get some fresh air out of the day. But then if I had I wouldn't have seen the very first boy I never kissed who has since pierced his face. I didn't get a real good look at him because my eyes are weird today but man it was like he was pierced all over the place.
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