you're no good, you're no good, you're no good...
03.13.03 - 2:36 p.m. It's a warm grey day, the sort I ought to be loving madly, but. But maybe if I stopped wasting brain power wondering why I can't think, I'd, well, be able to. Listening to Eliot Smith, Waltz #2. If I could do anything right now, it would be... to waltz. Yes.
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