Sunday, April 5, 2009

Retrace the steps we took

I love how songs can jolt memories.
I'll be sitting there listening to music, and just kinda black out into my own land inside my head.
My eyes drift to the side and you're like "oh, there she goes again."


Hrumpf. I hate doctors surgery's.
I don't wanna touch anything.... I feel so icky.
It took all my will-power just to sit down on the chair.
And even then, a guy sat next to me looking disgusting, and I edged away.
*throws up*

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