Tuesday, February 10, 2009

i bite my nails so my mind prevails
(i am meg's stenographer...i think that's the word)
and i also bite my zipper because it tastes really good

sand between my toes
i build sandcastles
shiny red buckets on the coast
there are no hassles

(i was really thinking awkward tassles)

when i feel awkward i talk like a russian

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