Today's the day. If my mind wasn't focused on feeling pain in the jaw-area. it would probably fly away or something. Let's just see what happens. After all, it happens anway...
Why in every one of the fucking nine hells am I feeling so guilty? It’s not that I said anything or anything happend, except she left the damn ICQ without a word. Why is that such a damn good reason for a small saturday evening depression?
Okay I admit it, my english really sucks. It's grade A compared to what we learn in school but ... well... nevermind. Practise makes perfect
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