what i badly want to do right now is simply pulling my hair off my head. seriously.
screaming my heart doesn't work anymore.
neither does banging my head against the wall.
even not crying the bucketload of tears. i think the tears are in tens of litres right now if collected.
so, the last resort is by sacrificing my mane. not by the conventional periodical cutting but rather by hands of force wahaha!
now, seriously i do sound sick, the final-year age-old syndrome.
Sunday, February 24, 2008
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