when will i learn? another long long piece of work but something i was really liking i had written here. and the fucking computer button that always manages to be the wrong buttom stole it all. and i'm sick of not having a backspace or delete key. i didn't even want to post what i was writing. it was just sort of an alter ego thing. and i was delving deep into fiction. and i was struggling all day with writing and then the release and i found this new character. and FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK. man where are my type writers????? get me out of this nuthouse. no more uniforms no more war and please no more feeling like i'm in prison!!!!
peace time to go celebrate my birthday with the first person i met with the same birthday which is strnage to me since that means over twenbty-eight years and then that happens. supposedly in a room with thrity strangers and stsatistically you'll meet one or two others with the same birthdate or something like that.
ciao,
chris
peace time to go celebrate my birthday with the first person i met with the same birthday which is strnage to me since that means over twenbty-eight years and then that happens. supposedly in a room with thrity strangers and stsatistically you'll meet one or two others with the same birthdate or something like that.
ciao,
chris
i know you have every reason.... this hurts me more than it does you....
get a grip.... so to speak....