We'd better keep in touch. We'll get old someday and we are still friends. Isn't that nice? Life is so random. I am random. You are random. Everyone is random. I don't like writing that much. I prefer taking pictures.

Thursday, September 22, 2005

Goosebumps



This guy gives me creeps,
but I like him a lot
becuase he gives me creeps.

Great poem by Duang

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