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Feb 17, 2005 03:37

so i cannot sleep. at all. i'm exhaused, but yet, i shut my eyes to slumber and i feel that there is a fever or something along the lines of a plauge that haunts me. and i cannot shake it like every other ordeal or problem i encounter. i find myself sitting up in my bed thinking 'where did i go wrong?'. and for once i have answers, and no, i'm not ( Read more... )

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worshiptwiggy February 17 2005, 21:33:50 UTC
nice analogies...i love you.

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