1.12.2005

box of sharp objects

someone's got to say something


i DO do work. i'm a chemist.

unlike dee here. who is dieing?

it was randys birrrrttthday.

we went to the KEG!

chloeoeoe!

oh wow! scariest lady ever eh? haha stalker picture.

the end.

when i am alone, when i've thrown off the weight of this crazy stone, when i've lost all care for the things i own... that's when i miss you, that's when i miss you. in your love, my salvation lies.

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