your name is pounding through my veins
can't you hear how it is sung?
Wednesday, March 23, 2005
addicted.
I'm addicted. To the internet. To the mxpx cd Robin burned me. To sappy poetry I write. To complaining. To writing. To singing. To emotion.
I'm addicted. And it's not always a good thing.
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