does it say something about my mental state that a poem generated from my blog comes out like this:

toothpicks and i want
to
live with my face she really
nice
to leave. getting to
hurt her
and thursday, July
29, 2003 14:33 vi reunioni
went back only
coming back only coming home i could
do with?? my room. clean
it and books
never thought about a dueli
have realized something. boys like the doom looming
on the GOSSIP ON vacation.
been so
here either? gaaaaaaaaaah.