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Friday, October 28, 2005

slip.

i badly need a good puke from all that shit today.
especially lunch. eeps.
no more such eeky stuffs for me. not with lum around! she closes down wrongly on me! urgh.
id rather alcohol, i dont feel so damaged. for that, period

its nice to know that some things stay constant albeit the many surrounding changes.
really, so heartening and of course, heartwarming.

and like i said disappointments are the things i dread the most.
the person i'd last expect, yet i somehow expected.
you might just as well be out of my life, would it make any difference?
try asking yourself that. no offense intended, really.

you should just set me on a sail.
but as for a certain few id anchor my boat on your shore, gladly.
would you let me?

did i mention my throat is starting to hurt like a bitch once again?
my eyelids weigh more than an elephant now. help someone. *mumbles a prayer*
stop crying your heart out i feel emptiness all over but how do i even stop myself from feeling this way. tell me this is not happening.

drenched in distaste ; 11:55 PM



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