preludes.

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hey. in 10 years time, i should be cutting up abdomens and transplanting hearts.

haha,yeah keep dreaming.

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Friday, September 18, 2009

procrastinating = not good

eh, why am i srsly wasting my time?

--EDIT--

oh i'm not in the f------------cking mood
i feel so shit
i feel like i lost everything
through something small
and i'm having big doubts
that i'll lose you
cos i know i will
and i'm kicking myself about it.
you don't know i'm feeling this way, but i am. i don't tell you cos i don't want you to know
cos i feel like
i'm just wasting your time.