December 03, 2002

8:55 a.m.


butterfly

But everytime I pin down what I think I want
It slips away - the ghost slips away
I smell you on my hand for days
I can't wash away your scent
If I'm a dog then you're a bitch
I guess you're as real as me
Maybe I can live with that
Maybe I need fantasies
A life of chasing butterfly

i think i like snow. except when i see dog pee in it. or when i leave footprints behind. that makes me feel paranoid. im just paranoid.

yum cheerios.

-g1
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