Ah... to be a meat child means to age slowly. TO age slowly means I decay ever so faster, I feel my muscles, bones, and skin slowly melting away. Melting barely apporpriate, but still. I feel as though I am a moss covered log who is beginning to slowly suffer from deterior ration. Anyway tomorrow is my B-day. I get to open my gifts and spend time by myself, until this weekend. Then I get to have some fun. Anyway I'll write later I am up and need to rest soon.
 Azalin · Tue Nov 02, 2004 @ 08:57am · 0 Comments |
