I have. Strange words and phrases start swimming around in my mind. Like this.
I have all these tiny thoughts swimming around in the vast ocean of my mind. They eventually get swallowed up by the baleen whales in my brain , sifted and never to be thought of again. They are gone, blanked out of my mind. I call them blankton.
Wednesday, April 13, 2005
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Beau, you're a dork! (but I love you anyways!!;)
~Stacey
What a great site here
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