PoeticaL
cluttering the net since 2001

*cough*

Wednesday, Feb. 06, 2002
I have nothing to say except I'm so sick I wish I would just die already. It feels like someone cut my throat with a razor blade. My head feels like someone is playing drums inside it. My heart is numb. It sucks being like this.
6:34 p.m. ::
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