rain on the roof and instant coffee.
Here I am, a rabbit hearted girl.
8.31.2010
Throw it in the trash.
Bad night spills over into a bad day. My eyes still feel swollen. What is there to say? I can't really be anything else. I can't feel any differently. I don't work well in units. I don't work well with back burners. I don't work well.
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