fickle friend, the summer wind (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} turntheradio_up) wrote,@ 2005-07-16 17:51:00 |
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i dont know what to do with myself.
i'm so restless.
its either read, or die ; it seems.
eating isnt enjoyable.
the internet can only occupy me for mere minutes.
time dawdles.
i cant remember real people; or anyone outside of this house and this book.
and the urge to skip ahead grows fierce.
i dont know what to do with myself.
i'm so restless.
its either read, or die ; it seems.
eating isnt enjoyable.
the internet can only occupy me for mere minutes.
time dawdles.
i cant remember real people; or anyone outside of this house and this book.
and the urge to skip ahead grows fierce.
