8:07 p.m. - 2001-09-02
M-y God
Mon Dieu...
You know how you can feel something ebbing away at the instant it proceeds to depart. Ma Vie is proceeding to eb. I feel it now. The listless ambiguos existance.
I hope I'll still like Moby
I hope I'll still like Ani
I hope I'll still like Rebecca
I hope I'll still like the Beatles
I hope I hope I hope
J'espere.
