Where are you?

Jan 17, 2007 22:26

I am sick out of my mind. Fever. Cold. Delusional.

And all I want is for you to hold me... But I won't ask you to come, because I know you would. And you would get into trouble, if you weren't on base.

*SIGH*

Sickie, signing out,

- Karen
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