thinking about that person makes me feel even shitty-er.

this day

i'll go to class anyway. i'll just go home if i can't take it.

i wish i could just substitute my medical slip with a photo of my barf instead. i don't wanna leave the house.

wtf, i didn't know my account's still integrated with fb

effing sick. i dont wanna fb anymore, so i'm back to plurking

people who wear glasses aren't necessarily smart. they just have eye problems.

still recuperating from OMK aftermath, got some old wounds opened up, still bleeding all over.

a crumpled heart learns kindness in pain.

chuck season finale.