Friday, December 08, 2006

i've got a flask inside my pocket, we can share it on the train. and if you promise to stay concious i will try and do the same.

[wellwemightdiefrommedicationbutwesurekilledallthepain.] but what was normal in the evening by the morning seems insane. remember the days when you would have taken these cause you lived down the street?i miss you and press. come home, me and bruno miss you.

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