JEE-CRAWLING-HOVAH.
We used to live in a place called FACTORYTOWN. One word. No breathing inbetween.
Thursday, April 14, 2011
I Wish
That the motorbike circling my streets would just go home.
I'm tired. I'd like to sleep.
Also. Note.
We need to fix the plumbing.
The stuff next to my head squeaks in the night.
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