Tierd

Been traveling with my bag full, been their done that. But never met I guy that I like this much. It must be luck. I feel like a yellow duck. Saw girl interrupted, it feels like Iv'e been playing rolls, all but my self. I was a mixture of angie and ryder. Now I just feel like me, lawnce, but they call me Einar. I like to play my self in real life, but sometimes I become crazy and I feel like a lie.

I went too sleep feeling very grey, I am he who always used to feel like a needle hidden in hay. But I faund me, it took a while, and the journy has been wild. I was after all just a child.
Who live for his charectars, bursting from inside. But me valcano burst, and now I am fine. I usually shine.

Now just miss my love, he is made frome above, eyes brown like hunny. He is my bunny. How funny.

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Hi

This is my log, they call it a blog. I tell you my life, stuff like I'm in love with a boy, a man. He doesn't eat hamm, just veggies, neitheir does he drink milk, just wears fake silk.

He is silly like me, and does not have any billy piercings. He looks like a vintage polaroid, and his name is not loyd. A movie star, a drama king, just like me. He love's to provoke as me, he is a man he keeps me frome sikness thus choke, you see. He provides me with the dopiman drug, and I just want to give him a hug...

Enough about he, more about me, I am out of the sea, back to base zero. My unlucky town, where saddness is all I found. A town that makes me sick, from toe to top. This is a town of drop.

As in dropped out of school, dropped out of life, escaped to get me a new wife, but lucky me found this boy.

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