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Apr. 6th, 2007 09:56 pmI wish I had more positive things to say about my life, but I don't so I won't expound on it here.
I've been dragging along in a kind of "ZOMG SO TIRED" stupor these past couple of days, and a rather random phrase popped into my head as I was driving to work the other morning.
The ruination of skin and hope.
It seems like it's supposed to go with a much deeper thought, but I think it sits well the way it is. And exploring it any more is the way madness lies.
I just wish I had friends that lived close by. Fifteen minutes, tops. What do I do about that?
I've been dragging along in a kind of "ZOMG SO TIRED" stupor these past couple of days, and a rather random phrase popped into my head as I was driving to work the other morning.
The ruination of skin and hope.
It seems like it's supposed to go with a much deeper thought, but I think it sits well the way it is. And exploring it any more is the way madness lies.
I just wish I had friends that lived close by. Fifteen minutes, tops. What do I do about that?
