bothering x i'm not empty. it seems like you ought to be empty before you die. not die with all these fighting sperm in your belly. it's like a horse with a broken leg, in the olde days. you could have it live a whole life of being fucked up, but why bother. animals tend to find strange isolated corners in which to die. i doubt i'll die tonight. but when i do i think under the bridge. and i think i'll pay all the bills first, for shayne's sake. and i'll write a letter to my mom and sven. no one else will care. 040322 ... silently of course, i've been wondering why you weren't writing much... 040322 ... bird then call me "no one else" it's not too far removed from where i've been 040323 ... x i meant care as in be seriously damaged in any way 040324 ... Andy Pandy dont be bothering stop bothering me i cant be bothering not my bothering go and bothering her as we are bothering to see it is not a very versatile word 040621 what's it to you? who go blather from