Sunday, June 21, 2009

mr. charming don't come home anymore

What to do, what to do... I'll come to see you more often; something she can't do. That's what I'll do.

I hate summer. Winter, please hurry. Please.

For now, I'll have to try to drown my thoughts in coffee, seeing as sleep will not suffice. How long have I been awake, you ask? Um, I've only been awake for 16 hours on 5 hours of sleep from last night/morning. My window is open, and my neighbours are awake and in their backyard at 6:30AM. Fabulous.

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