I guess this is just another morning of not wanting to open your eyes. Not wanting to leave and at the same time not wanting to stay. I'm torn between different opinions, including about a hundred of my own, wondering what I'm supposed to do. In this world of 2008 technology, why can't a machine tell me?
I should get a magic 8 ball.
06.30 Blues
Thursday, May 8, 2008 by Emma
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