Sunday, October 19, 2008
i'm weaponless.
somehow, i felt a little complete yesterday. i had almost everything that i needed -- good booze, videoke, company, foody, the kwentos of everybody, the fun and entertainment, and my two favorite boys. i almost forgot about worrying, except when we were sleeping. all my dreams were about failing a stupid subject. o well. bastards will always be bastards. for a short while, i've accepted that i lost a fight. a fight where even in the first place i already know i've lost it. pathetic. i know. and as much as i want to keep the battle going, i don't have the strength anymore. haay.
how do you cure someone who's sick?
and how do you cure someone whose sickness can't be cured?
LOSER.
how do you cure someone who's sick?
and how do you cure someone whose sickness can't be cured?
LOSER.
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