10 September, 2002 - 18:10
my days go up in smoke. my heart is ... definitely not acheing, but my days are going up in smoke. how does that happen? i thought that when i came to japan that my days would be filled with leisurely down time with nothing better to do than to read and jerk off. my house is eternally cluttered. but at least i'm not in amerikkka!
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