Oh. You touch my tralala.
Mmmmm. My ding ding dong.

June 6, 2009
If I could find you now, things would get better. We could leave this town and run forever. I know somewhere somehow we'll be together. Let your waves crash down on me and take me away.

She's somewhere else. I hope to see her soon.

Dead skin on me fingers. I better rest these few days since I already put in too much time into practising and just fooling around with my guitar.

A brand new week is arriving. Shall not waste any time. Time to study hard. And just do a lot of work. Practice with Leonard? Maybe a few times this week.


OhNo!Firemen out.

Spencer.


where's that missing part of my life? I need to find it.


A thousand balls. I have few.
You have none.