Œcumenical Panheresy.

I am Mr. G. Z. Thompson. You may call me Mr. Thompson.

19.12.05

Spirit ditties of no tone.

EMO-EST POST EVER FOLLOWING, PARTIALLY-STOLEN FROM SOMEBODY ELSE BECAUSE IT WAS THE WHOLE THING NEARLY MADE ME AND SEVERAL BYSTANDERS VOMIT:

Never mind, I can't copy and paste that, even this web-log has standards, even when we're trying to be horrible and emo and drive off anonymous cowherds. It was horribly gooey, about love being incompleteness when your other half isn't there, like a two-volume encyclopedia or something.

The relevance of it:

I loved you 'fore I met you, and I met you just in time 'cause there was nothing left! All I really want to say is you're the reason I want to stay!

5 weeks, 3 days.

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