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the bitch
There's nothing interesting about me, except the fact that I really should stop switching blogs.
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Another pretentious way of saying "Bitch, please."
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Monday, January 12, 2009
The Day Before The Day
I am utterly, disgustingly, completely, without a doubt... exhausted. My brains in a whirl of a daze; my body sore at every last joint; my heart echoes of a loud silence.
Yet all I can think of, dedicated with my every last thought, is how I wish tomorrow would come faster, because you'll be there.
And everything, somehow, in some weird, unexplainable manner, will be okay.
Yet all I can think of, dedicated with my every last thought, is how I wish tomorrow would come faster, because you'll be there.
And everything, somehow, in some weird, unexplainable manner, will be okay.
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