once upon a geek

an archive of words typed in that lil corner of the www space

Tuesday, September 02, 2003

the trees are swaying in the wind outside. small rivers of water flow down alongside the streets, pulled by gravity. i hope it washes away the misery. of everyone. 8)

im only happy when it rains
im only happy when it's complicated
and though i know you can't appreciate it
im only happy when it rains