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Sunday, July 20, 2003 Just got back from breakfast with Nicole and Jim. Much fun. Bacon. Eggs. Toast. Scrambled. The eggs. Not the toast. Also had a Milky Way Coffee, which was very strong for 9am in the morning. Browsed at clothes stores. Nicoles knows many things. About clothes. About accessories. About clothes and accessories. Brand names. Shops. Shops in Melbourne. The good places. The bad places. Negligence. Torts. Legal studies. Jim. Rowing. Commerce. Target. Red Shirt. Red Spot. Target. Well that was random, wasn't it? Think I'm going to Fyshwich today. For the fruit and veg. Not for the porn. I'm tired of being what you want me to be Feeling so faithless lost under the surface Don't know what you're expecting of me Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes (Caught in the undertone just caught in the undertone) Every step I take is another mistake to you (Caught in the undertone just caught in the undertone) I've become so numb I can't feel you there I've become so tired so much more aware I've becoming this all I want to do Is be more like me and be less like youposted by AJ | 1:04 PM | | ||
