1.25.2006
"She sat in the last steps of the broken stairway. Her hair was frizzled all over her face with wisps like waves on a breezy shore of a nameless beach somewhere along the coast of the Pacific. She was barefooted and calloused all over where others were fresh and red with blood....."
yup. essay writing. two more pages to go. oooh well. and i still need to study.
I'M CRAVING FOR COFFEE.
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