and maybe....
I really ought to be sleeping now...
but noooo....I'm writing a devious journal entry for you. and you. and you too.
and making a myspace: [link]
friend me, I might not delete this one
I'm also making nachos, but you can't have any.
aaaaah.....beware my wyath. I might attackth you with my lithp,
g'night.










By Lewis B. Frumkes
--
(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens; only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands
e e cummings
They Taste Horrible
--
Let me scour the oceans for your dearest tomato gazpacho, I know that's how you like it, frosty...
"Remember, Ginger Rogers did everything Fred Astaire did, but backwards and in high heels."
-Faith Whittlesey
--
(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens; only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands
e e cummings
--
Let me scour the oceans for your dearest tomato gazpacho, I know that's how you like it, frosty...
how was that anyway?
--
(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens; only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands
e e cummings
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