Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare eat a peach?
I shall wear white white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach.
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.
I do not think they will sing to me.
I just can't figure out why the video clips are cropped. In preview in edit they look fine. One is able to waste time on the internets...
Psycho Boy didn't move out. D came into our room this morning to get him for a talk and then PB came back and took his clock radio. I wonder if he is going to be out by May 1st? He (supposedly) hates it at 202 so why is he staying and for that matter why is he always there. Oh well. I think he will go off his meds after he leaves. He seems like the type that will be cycling through group homes his entire life. Why do I care?
I saw this really hot black dude at the library but I thought he saw me looking at him so I left and went to another floor. I mean what was he going to do - yell "Don't look at me faggot!". Paranoid or Prudent?
I hate my life.
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