Tuesday, May. 18, 2004 : C-h-i-c-k-e-n-S-a-n-d-w-i-c-h
'Bliss that it was to be alive and to be young was very heaven.'

Almost right. What I shouldn't give, but for the fact I can't seem to. And I should be able to, right? It's really the makings of this '..very heaven..' but something seems to be tugging at me from behind, from all that time ago and everytime I turn around I can't seem to see it.



Feeling:
Listening to:
Pretending: