Saturday, August 04, 2007
...is constantly weak.
...is frustrating me at this very moment for succumbing to sickness again.
...endures constant torture from my actions.
...is the source of far too much of my self loathing.
...will always have the ability to drive me insane.
...never seems to be under my control.
...is one of my greatest tools.
...is something that i do not cherish enough.
Haha. Adult or no, I'm still just as full of teenage angst.
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