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drained Fucking, fucking shagged. Exhaustion from Wednesday night-out still lingers. (the sweet memories too!). Been to school over the past two days for those bloody tempeh things you call projects. And helped Ili with her recording project thingy. Now all I wanna do is munch on a pillow and doze off.
Business canteen was playing this sickly, sugary Mandy Moore song just now.
If only for a night
To be the one whose in your arms
Who holds you tight
I wanna be with you
There's nothing more to say
There's nothing else I want more than to feel this way
I wanna be with you
So I`ll hold you tonight
Like I would if you were mine
To hold forever more
And I`ll savour each touch that I wanted
So much to feel before (To feel before)
How beautiful it is
Just to be like this
Yuckkk. Doesn't it make the insides of your stomach turn and toss until you feel like surrendering your lunch to the cold hard floor?
