every second is significant, etched in my mind. The silence is piercing in the library. and the stinging coldness is keeping me sneezing.
I have a sinking feeling. Taking two major course subjects in a short trimester is not fun at all. It just keeps puncturing my fantasy, letting all the colors run out of my lovely delusions.
can you feel the tenor of my emotion? I AM EXHAUSTED.
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
dragged
every second is significant, etched in my mind. The silence is piercing in the library. and the stinging coldness is keeping me sneezing.
I have a sinking feeling. Taking two major course subjects in a short trimester is not fun at all. It just keeps puncturing my fantasy, letting all the colors run out of my lovely delusions.
can you feel the tenor of my emotion? I AM EXHAUSTED.
I have a sinking feeling. Taking two major course subjects in a short trimester is not fun at all. It just keeps puncturing my fantasy, letting all the colors run out of my lovely delusions.
can you feel the tenor of my emotion? I AM EXHAUSTED.
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