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Thursday, November 02, 2006

I have , utterly no ideas for my tiredness today. Least to be mentioned, reasons for that. My head seemed to be weighing me a tonne, pulling my whole bottom coat to be lethargic and dead as it can be. Half-raised eyes, bland smile and what have you? Innermost echoes telling me to sleep, sleep.. and sleep. On top of that, I guessed someone cockcroaches managed their ways in down deep my intestines and shit there. Else wise how would my stomach be grumbling ( not for food ) for a sit in the toilet and ppppppppprrrrrriiiiiiiaaaaaaaakkkkkkkk! WOOHOO! Lol. Gross. But that's shit, no choice.



Since you left me dead laid here ;
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