ok..not in the physical sense. but sick nevertheless..
i'm sick and tired of deadlines..i'm sick and tired of feeling like crap..i'm sick and tired of worrying about crap...
and i'm sick and tired of staying away and hiding in this shell of mine.
i seem to run and hide or retreat whenever i sense threat or anything new. it sickens me to death. if only i can break that shell and toss it into the ocean. then everything would be so much different. i can't wait to break it. the change has to happen now.
:: black widow 4/07/2007 11:46:00 PM [+] ::
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