short, short man.

its days like this that i really wish i had someone to come home too.

but i dont. hell i dont even have anyone i could call up to come over.

bleh. i wish my headache would go away now.

written @ 9:23 pm on 03.11.02
< * >

take a look around
* now
* then
* me
* the move
* rings
* wishes
* exit
* dland

contact
* contact the girl
* love notes
* leave your mark
* instant
* in the flesh

: reasons to want this.