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Words from Before It's Too Late by Goo Goo Dolls.

Sunday, March 23, 2008

the cupboard has been my companion for the past lets say 48 hours. nope dun get me wrong. i haven been hiding myself there. no way. its just in another context.

my thoughts have been running wild up there. very hard to put everything back in place. tmr's the same routine. wake up, work, back home, laptop. the cycle that will never end till the last week of the holiday.

tell him has also been my companion for the past 48 hours. constantly listening to it has taken my mind if a couple of things. i guess.

i let myself go. and i guess its time for it to come back. its all up to you now. i'm tired.

fullstop.