Wednesday, March 30, 2011

How weird I look when I smile without my teeth sometimes

Counting down to the day of my competition. This are getting way too frustrating for me. Yet again, I'm standing alone. Why don't I ever find someone who is fretting about the same shit as me, crying together with me, complaining, whining about what is getting in our way, willing to go through bad times with me? Me, therefore takes things into my own hands will finally end up screwing every. single. thing.

nuff said, getting to work.

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