Tell people back home, I´m doing all right! I´m slipping and sliding, skipping and hiding. And I don´t know who I suppose to act this time and what should I write as my new true false memories. Things could be worse, couldn´t they? I think it might be time to go pictures. Every picture lies a story.
1/31/2007
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