12:17:2003
if there was ever a girl to dream, who would win a trophy , that girl would have to be me.
Mrs. I-N-C-O-N S-I-S-T-E-N-C-Y.
Mrs. when are things going to happen to me.
if there was ever a time to make the clock's beat stop, to allow me to think, i'd tap my toes
and sing along to a rhyme which makes sense. this isn't my home, i know.
this is my lay-a-way. my life bought with sheer blood ,
my tuk-a-way , im rolling on two wobbley wheels.
if you know what i mean jelly bean.
then give me a ring...please?
maybe?
OK or not.
HAH.
