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dear lovies,
i get sicker by the minute. what was once the sniffles has morphed into a death rattle. i can feel scratches in my throat and feel drums in my head and i hate it. i really hate it. i am, deep down, a big baby and i want to sleep till it's over.
<-- fo' sho'
* what happens to my eyes in the sunlight
** what results on my neck after weeks of healing. pretty, no?
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dear lovies,
i get sicker by the minute. what was once the sniffles has morphed into a death rattle. i can feel scratches in my throat and feel drums in my head and i hate it. i really hate it. i am, deep down, a big baby and i want to sleep till it's over.
<-- fo' sho'* what happens to my eyes in the sunlight
** what results on my neck after weeks of healing. pretty, no?
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you know nicety comes from great muses you realize.
it's one of two talents I excel at. That and being an utter jerk
And contradicting myself. And getting the cheap laugh
OK that's four, but really, who's counting?
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