Thursday, August 12, 2004


Disclaimer: Hormonal = Emotional = Fucked Up

She is now sitting in front of the computer. In front of her is a list of things she needs to do. She has already drunk coffee. She has already talked to her friends. She has already done what she was supposed to do during evenings: dinner, bath, even a little bit of TV. She's had ideas swirling in her head all day. She knows what she wants to do.

She wants to disappear.

She wants to run away from it all.

She wants someone to save her.


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