i went to Dallas this weekend.
saw some good friends, a good band, and a fire breather.
i cant imagine what else i could ask for.
shoot, even if i only saw the fire breather i would be happy.
she was attractive.
actually, i dont care what you look like if you lick fire, im yours.
i have grown to love and appreciate simple pleasures. thanks in part to amelie.
i wish i could skip stones
its all in the wrist im sure.
9:07 a.m. - 2002-09-02
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