| | Hahaha. I thought I was feeling great. I'm just an overreacting, psychotic little freak. And I'm in depression, I've noticed. That makes for a GREAT combination. Also, I've worn my contacts to sleep, I look dreadful, and we have Awards Day tomorrow (not that I care, but I really don't want to be sitting through all that.) Oh, and I have to work. FUCK.
Someone hit me up with some tequila.
Oh yeah, I've decided I'm just really falling apart from the inside out. But not physically. Because I don't want to be Michael Jackson. What the hell is up with me?
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| | Posted 5/14/2009 11:04 PM - 37 Views - 8 eProps - 5 comments
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