I find it degrading. But after wrecking my car I suppose I deserve it. I pretend like its just another adventure in my wonderland. I don't like this part of the story. So I listen to the all American Rejects and pretend that all is well. And soon, I suppose it will be. I am still ill but hope to recover soon so that I can starve into my jeans again.
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
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