leechpeach's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- flying i wish it would rain. i've let the yard die. nothing but brown dirt and dead clover. pretty. i'm so tired of walking to work in this hot. i'm tired of all the chaos of life. i want to build things and make everything special. artifacts. but i cant manage to get up. i'm looking out the window at my back yard and there are locusts flying all over it. 1:27 p.m. - 30 July, 2002 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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