I'm again plunging myself into deep depression.
I just want to walk outta here and promise to never come back anymore.
The proof of perfidy is stumbling right before my very eyes. Why does quitting this job always seem to be a perfect option in ending up my despair?
share a life with me. draw with me. play with me. sing with me. read with me.
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
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