♥ the chronicle of life

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♥ Wednesday, April 8, 2009

i feel like slapping myself real hard.

I am super tired now! Anytime now, i can just simply dozz off, i refuse.

I need to let my brain function.

But now, there's nothing i can do

dead brain cells, corrupted cells.
tired - sleepy - shagg

chloe is clearing off the mess feelings.

darl is at df now, miss him much.

darl is always ard to make me smile whenever I am down (:

p.s thanks sueann for being my listening ears just now