May. 05, 2004 - 3:57 p.m. TYPE A TYPE A TYPE A TYPE A. I'm ok. I'll have a cry later. I'm going to yoga tonight. I'm ok though, it just makes it easier for me to go away. I'm ok, I have to be. TYPE A TYPE A TYPE A TYPE A. What's funny, is the song I'm listening to is Sarah McLachlan: "I forgot, to tell you I love you, and the night's too long. It's cold here without you. I grieve for my condition, for I cannot find the words to say I need you so." How oddly poetic and fitting. old bitching - random - new bitching Sounds Like: Miss McLachlan Feels Like: ouchie 0 fussbugets said... |
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