All the bad things/ bad luck are coming after me..
pendrive - gone/still hoping to get it back *sux had to re-do half my midi project*
computer - kena virus *it's like my own body kena stucked by lightning*
term paper - no idea how to do *feel like burning the question paper*
Stressed to the limit!!!
Woke up middle in the night yesterday because of the sudden migrane attack. Whenever i close my eyes and tried to sleep the pain attacks my blood vessels. Had to stay awake until i felt so helpless and feel like crying.
kill me *
Music melts all the separate parts of our bodies together. Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness.Where words fail, music speaks.
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