Pointless
In 9 days I'll be 21 years old; I have no surgery date, no party, and no idea what I want for presents. And I'm tired, I'm just so tired. This wasn't how it was supposed to happen. And nothing can be said or done to make it any better.
Posted January 31, 2006 01:12 AM | 3 comments
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