letter from memphis
notes, rambles, and rhymes
Monday, September 29, 2003
wow, the lock on my window is broken. that makes me feel EXTREMELY vulnerable... well uh. kids, you are free to come over and come in whenever you want. we'll make a party out of it. it'll be like clarissa. i always wanted that.
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