it had started to rain, but we didnt care
every word that was spoken held onto the air
i slept and dreamt of magic dolls and girls more amazing than me. you were in it. in my highschool. talking to someone about a girl..and ex girl...better than me. i cried when i went to my desk and began to think about what i was going to tell you.

about the magic doll. that i couldn't get ride of. that always came back. that moved things and killed animals.

you wouldn't listen. and its all i wanted

< 7:08 p.m. on 2003-01-22 >