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And while he wishes he could escape this
But it all seems so contagious
Not to be yourself and faceless
And a song that has no soul
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And while she wishes she was a dancer
And that she'd never heard of cancer
She wishes God would give her some answers
And make her feel beautiful
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Remember feeling low
Remember losing hope
Remember all the feelings and the day they stopped
Wednesday, June 21, 2006
2:07 PM
There were like reddish brown stuff stuck on my hair this morning because apparently I had a wound and you know when you get a wound and then blood dries after a few days you get this reddish brown crap? Yeah thats it. Cos my head hurt for a while after kayaking, probably because everyone kept hitting my head with their paddles by accident. Yuck this is disgusting. I'm stopping here.