September 6, 2006

I don't want to pay that much for a gun.

I can't sleep anymore.

I kind of need you right now.

I don't like the silence.

I don't like the light.

I get itchy feet at night.

I'm still coughing.

I need to do the dishes and laundry.

I'm tired.

I'm really kind of still mad about the whole situation.

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