What a bore. I wish someone would rip out my throat right now. BIG SIGH. I hate sore throats, honestly. I really really really do. Pitter-patter goes the rain. I like the sound. Makes me feel good and refreshed that I'm indoors and there's rain out there. Just shows that I should sleep.
Haaaa. it's 8:55... A little insatiable longing for you every time I see 855. I miss you, and a part of me hasn't let go. Guess I should. How many time have I told myself not to blog about you or not even speak of you? Time and again, I'm coming back due to little nonsensical minute details like the time being 8:55 or the date being 23.
I can't believe I just blogged that out. Ha. Imagine anyone saw that and told him, I'd be like all fml.
Well, anyway.
I'm not really feeling well right now. I really feel very bad right now. To hell with how my immune system is so weak. To hell with everything.
OKAY. Time to go, I guess. Just wanted to update this blog, make it more lively and stuffs. I'm really trying to update my blog as much as possible from now onwards!
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