Monday, September 15, 2008
since i won't be sleeping tonight,
A flurry of events, coupled with piercing jabs, like muay thai, don't you know. Not that I know how that feels like, but facile is thought and think, such is the nature of life when least like. Chains of generations past, tangle the woven web, that should brook for no interference, and yet, the forced compromise. I forgot to bring back my stack of marking for tomorrow. Flipping tables, I am.
she procrastinated @ 21:51 |
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