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2013-01-07 11:00 PM ground zero Previous Entry :: Next Entry Mood: tired What hurts: eating dinner, 5 cent coins, shopping for dresses, that Macdonalds, that store, cake, good latte and a hundred other reminders.
My feet are so sore. And I have pretty new things. But I'm most likely going to make Vans salty again tonight. I know I should just vacuum-pack him. I know I should. Clotting and scabbing are processes that only start after a little blood is lost from the wound and the blood is exposed to air. I'm blood girl this semester. This is starting with nothing, again. /edit, 0044hrs: Everything hurts. I don't know how to fall asleep without... Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top |
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