I love the feeling of cold marble slabs
pouncing on my forehead
I'm such an Egghead,
Ache, Ache, Ache.
Thursday, March 1, 2007
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The Latter.
- Joanne.
- I remember feeling like a ship whose captain was too drunk to steer and you watched as I was sinking waving sadly from the pier.