those who hear not the music, think the dancers mad.
its a cold and its a broken hallelujah...
Sunday, August 28, 2005
Home for a rest
Hey, just lettin all yalls know that my parents are on their way to pick me up and bring me to brighton to love me up until i get alllll better. so if you need to get a hold of me you'll have to do it there (i'll have my cell with me).
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