oh, i already miss you singing like this overthephone.

Tuesday, Mar. 26, 2002 | 6:12 p.m.

once i kissed a boy while listening to counting crows play on my stereo.

i don't remember the kiss and i wish i didn't remember the boy.

but i always remember hearing "c'mon gimme your white skin."

i wish i didn't have this memory. i wish i'd never kissed that boy. but i was young. and innocent. and preyed upon.

and no matter what i say, i'm still just as guilty of the crime.

that. is. why. i. hate. this. memory. and. why. i. sometimes. hate. me.