I'm feeling oh-so-down, well kind of. *sigh*
I feel fake and I havefake friends.
I used to hang out with them when I was in afternoon session, we're sort of like a gang, a clique, but this year, things changed. I got into morning and I find some of them, not all - rather fake. I'm not gonna mention their name here, but not all of them, just some of them.
I have gastric(that's how you spell it right?), ahh the pain. *sobs* I want panadol! or Nexxum, what evs. I just want this pain to stop. Rahhh.
I feel fake and I have
I used to hang out with them when I was in afternoon session, we're sort of like a gang, a clique, but this year, things changed. I got into morning and I find some of them, not all - rather fake. I'm not gonna mention their name here, but not all of them, just some of them.
I have gastric(that's how you spell it right?), ahh the pain. *sobs* I want panadol! or Nexxum, what evs. I just want this pain to stop. Rahhh.
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