Nov 12, 2004 21:03
I can't stop shivering but it's not cold.
I'm not going to get into LaGuardia. I'm never going to go anywhere am I?
I hate the why I read. I hate my stupid face, I hate my stupid skin, I hate my stupid tiny eyes.
I hate that I can't figure out what's wrong with me.
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