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Sunday, December 24, 2006

What am I supposed to do
When everything inside me is torn into pieces?

Maybe I haven't really sober up yet. The inside of me feels pretty shitty. I can't take it now I really can't, I've got no idea why. What's all that fake smiles for when deep inside my heart's so heavy. Mad fun yesterday though, I'll blog more about it later when I'm up. All I need now is get my freakin' mind off everything and just go to bed. What a Christmas eve, I need to sober up mentally.

take it away.
1:42 PM

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