Fu-Fu McMelancholy

I feel like I am presently, and have always been, missing out on something.

Something that everyone else has experienced and enjoyed while I've been sitting in my room making grandiose plans that always fall through.

And I'm tired of making plans.

I'm ready to put some of them to use.

But it takes two.

And I'm only one.

September 22, 2001 | 6:41 p.m.

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