when i say perfect
the band was already playing by the time i showed up they were probably all on the l.s.d. and the songs they sang, the songs were like caramel. and i was quiet for nearly thirty minutes while me and every other hepcat in the place pretended to listen and acted like we cared you know the drill, sometimes you're the windsheild and sometimes you're the bug. that's what i mean when i say perfect.
2003-10-02 | 6:37 p.m.
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