COUGH COUGH COUGH

People are overreacting. I'm in almost perfect health.
But noooooooo.

Doctor. Family. Rest Of World. Here's a message from little sick weak Anna: drop dead.

lol anna... you're all TB infected...

i'm not. but ha, ha ha.

grmph.

People make me want to curl up and die.

driveawayawinner : aw *tear*
xin tin tin : tear what?
driveawayawinner : no, tear, as in crying
xin tin tin : i figured.
driveawayawinner : but we could go with tear my heart apart?

US POSTAL NEEDS TO DELIVER MY LETTER TO ANDREW.
NOW.
i'm mad at them.

anna. do you really even care about me? or anything i say? you dont sound like it.

Okay. So i messed up. Because for some reason i can't ever say what i really feel. And i hate it.

( i will not be blind )

I want to be a foreign exchange student. That'd be fun.

i hate how i can't keep plants alive.

So i'm not going to London.
That makes me unhappy.

Placebo
zondag 5 oktober 2003
Vorst Nationaal, Brussel

Radiohead
dinsdag 11 november 2003
Vorst Nationaal, Brussel

dqjskfjqsiofjdzqlgefjsomeone go with me!

[edit]what?

Conor Oberst hired a hitman to kill me =(
what a waste of money. it's not like it's so difficult to kill me.

am i wrong for thinking that i like you more than you like me? it just seems like im the only one who wants us to be together.

no, you aren't. i'd die to be with you.
it's my fault. i am like this.

i ruined it. i hate myself.

Your house does not like me.