::: Trixyy :::

Butterflies and Broken Wings. :: Our lives begin to end, the day we become silent about things that matter ::

Friday, June 02, 2006

Constipated.

I cannot find the energy to squeeze in something here.
Thoughts are getting choked up in the head, but body and mind too weak to let them out.
I feel constipated with all these thoughts stuck. But like having piles, the thoughts can't be released smoothly.
(It's Friday, don't mind me)

Somebody, buy me a bottle of hoe.
Please.

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