"We fail to keep in touch these days
I'm liquid cold she's murder gray
Hollowed by circumstance
That pushed us both away"
I think Belle-kitty is dying. That makes me sad. I don't want her to be old and dead like.
It's been the kind of week so far that makes me want to commence weekend drinking right away. Unfortunately, it's only Wednesday.
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
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