Sunday, November 20, 2005
Coincidences. They kill me, they really do. Picking out symbolism in what would otherwise be an ordinary song stolen off a stranger's iTunes and finding more reason to be morose. Coincidence has this way of biting me in the ass, but the fact is I can see it coming.. I'm peering over my shoulder and almost willing it to head here for a feed.evelyn at 1:55 AM